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[h3][color=lightgreen]TEAM BROCCOLI[/color][/h3]
[@Crimson Raven] [@Damiann47] [Jay Kalton] [@Magnato]

[color=00a651]"Good. Great!"[/color] Andica replied hastily. [color=00a651]"Well, congratulation on making Brocco-Boss, good luck and all that, and let's be on our way."[/color] With that, she yanked on Kavinika's leash and took off for the nearly empty wheelbarrow of completely empty cages. She snagged one and was practically sprinting for the gate as it started to rumble shut, with the bog hound loping beside her.

She shot out the other side onto a wide expanse of dirt at the base of Enn's wall. The novice Travellers were scattered out across it, not having formed much of a coherent travelling band yet. There were a few up the front with Spook, but otherwise things seemed pretty disorganised. A rough trail in the dirt marked the direction they were following, and a bit of scrub was growing up further out from the wall. This wasn't anything you couldn't see in Enn.

The thing that stopped her, the thing you couldn't ever see in the walled city, and the thing she had never seen before, was a horizon. All her life, the world had been bounded by walls. There had always been stones or timber at the end of her vision, either in the walls or other buildings. Out here when she looked, the world just kept on going until it ended somehow where the sky bent down to met it.

That was dead creepy.

She felt like she imagined a flea must when she picked it out of a dog's coat. It only knew of a world forested with hairs for as far as it could go, and then she plucked it out and into somewhere completely different. There were no hairs then, only what (to a flea) must have been a terrifyingly large and open expanse. The flea didn't live long after the borders of its world disappeared. She could only hope her metaphor didn't go quite that far.