Telaerins was only a ruin of what it used to be.

Even as Kennedy looked out the window of her apartment in the city, she couldn’t help but see the ghosts of what things used to be. She could see the giant cetaceans that used to frolic in the waves, waves that were now almost inky black. The white shore birds that picked around the shells and the sand, sand that was now permanently dyed grey. Even out towards the horizon, she remembered how it should have been a straight line as opposed to the wavy line it had become. Too many floating cities had been built.

She couldn’t help but feel remorse, even guilt when she bought her first apartment in the capital. It shouldn’t have ever been built, even on an island that had formed naturally. However, there were many things that happened that shouldn’t have happened around that time period. Her parents shouldn’t have died in the mines. She shouldn’t have forged those documents. She shouldn’t have joined the Universal Guard.

This was one of her exclusively rare days off from work. This was one of the days that she would not spend burdened by the past. This was one of the few days she actually had time to tend to her own hobbies, such as her houseplants. The small one with the flat leaves and the tiny yellow flowers was one of her favorites.
“What’s wrong?” She asked another one with long, trailing tendrils and spade shaped leaves, running her hands through it as she noticed browning around the edges of its leaves. She always talked to her plants. She had heard somewhere that it was supposed to help them, but couldn’t remember where. “What do you-”

[i]WHUMP![/i]

Something outside had hit the sand. Something big, probably traveling at an immense speed. She tentatively peaked over the windowsill. There was a ship crashed on the sand outside her apartment. A [i]ship[/i]. A [i]crashed[/i] ship. [i]Outside[/i] her [i]apartment[/i]. Her training hadn’t covered this.