It has been a handful of perigrees since Disciple had woken up. Woken up to a planet and time not her own, woken up to a place that was beyond imagination. She did not belong here in all senses of the phrase, but she was trying to make do, for it was all she had.
Yet that was easier said than done. Everyone she knew must have long since died and been left as food for wild animals. Everything about this world was disorienting and other. No matter how much she read she never felt like she knew enough and for the first time, perhaps ever, she found it difficult to motivate herself to pick up the texts she was given and chug on.
It was this inability to continue reading that had finally gotten her out of the tiny, secluded apartment she had been given. Reading could only do so much, especially when you had no foundation with which to absorb all the information contained within books. She thought perhaps if she experienced this world a little it would all become easier and while the fresh air had been nice she just couldn't bring herself to approach people as she had once been able to do so easily.
Aimless wandering had eventually brought her to a park, and to a wooden bench where she took her seat. There she remained, watching people pass by until the sun finally began to descend--a reminder that even her sleeping patterns had been turned upside down. She probably ought to return home now, but still she remained where she was.
the disciple | homestuck
Yet that was easier said than done. Everyone she knew must have long since died and been left as food for wild animals. Everything about this world was disorienting and other. No matter how much she read she never felt like she knew enough and for the first time, perhaps ever, she found it difficult to motivate herself to pick up the texts she was given and chug on.
It was this inability to continue reading that had finally gotten her out of the tiny, secluded apartment she had been given. Reading could only do so much, especially when you had no foundation with which to absorb all the information contained within books. She thought perhaps if she experienced this world a little it would all become easier and while the fresh air had been nice she just couldn't bring herself to approach people as she had once been able to do so easily.
Aimless wandering had eventually brought her to a park, and to a wooden bench where she took her seat. There she remained, watching people pass by until the sun finally began to descend--a reminder that even her sleeping patterns had been turned upside down. She probably ought to return home now, but still she remained where she was.