3rd of Spring 511
11:00 A.M.
The Asylem, large and covered in plants trying to reclaim it as their own. To say it was a 'safe' place was almost laughable to the young Kelvic who peered out of a dusty window of an unused classroom. Kicking at the dust on the ground, she stopped to think. As if that storm hadn't been bad enough these things running a muck. "No houses, no food, no anything!" She grumbled. "Just dust..." Linalyn was used to living pretty much from day to day. But this, was unacceptable. Sleeping inside a dusty old building while things waited outside to catch you.
Linalyn cleaned a spot on the window with what had once been her extravagant dress now rags and watched as people scurried to 'safe' spots. She couldn't help but wonder who she would be sharing a space with...