[b]Selina, Church[/b]

The morning continued on in Selina without anything of note. The quiet woman moved onto another article in her scientific magazine. An article towards the end of the printing was about an Irishman in New Jersey. Even that sentence sent Aveline into a deep series of thoughts. New Jersey...that was close to New York right? But Ireland...that was a place she dreamed of going. Aveline did not know why, but she had a desire to travel to far away places. It was a sort of wanderlust she figured, to see new sights and learn new things. But her condition would make it difficult to travel alone. She shook her head, pulling herself from her daydreams, and continued reading. 

The Irishman, whom the article identifies as John Holland, had created some strange boat that could travel under the water. The thought of being underwater in a boat was terrifying for the woman, that sounded like a death sentence. According to the article it was able to stay under the water for an hour. Holland himself operated the machine, at least that showed off his bravery. Not only that, but he named the vessel after himself. 

As the article ended Aveline looked up, surprised to see someone she did not recognize. A well dressed gentleman with a horse speaking to the sherif. They were too far away from the church for Aveline to make out their conversation. Eventually the well dressed man exited his conversation and began to walk with his horse further into town. Aveline silently scolded herself for not watching the creatures steps, like the strange camera experiment she had been reading about. 

She would be given a second chance, however, as a second man entered town. Also leading a horse. He was rougher looking than the first man, he looked more traveled. Aveline took a moment to appreciate her luck, that not only two strangers would enter town in such quick succession, but that both would be with horses. Aveline began starting to stare at the black horse, rapidly blinking her eyes. In her mind, she was trying to look at the horse in motion as if it was through a zoopraxiscope, but in reality she might look a little odd.