Jairus Starvald
Eidoloclast
SPIRA
CORE WORLDS
Spira had always been a popular destination for tourists.
The sun, the beaches, the lush forests where you could hike for days without encountering anything truly deadly, the mountains you could climb and the oceans you could dive in. It was the perfect world to relax, to just settle down for a bit and not worry about anything; in a galaxy constantly torn-up by war and suffering?
Those places were most definitely rare.
Hay sighed softly as he backspaced furiously and removed about three paragraphs that simply did not want to work with him here. It was annoying, but the book wouldn't write itself and if there was one advice that every hobby author on the HoloNet gave? It was that you just had to keep cracking at it, until it finally fell into place. The breeze was pleasant at least, it brought the scent of the ocean with it and briefly Hay wondered if they would go for a swim later in the evening.
That could be good.
He scribbled it down in one of his notes: "Convince Chay to give the water a try." and then nodded in satisfaction. At least something that he didn't have to edit sixty times, before it felt right.
[member="Chayil Kiani"]