Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140330115358/@comment-3293219-20140331074640

Agatha awoke the next morning, feeling fresh faced and awake. She looked out of the window and saw that the sky was still pink, meaning that it was the early hours of the morning...

''Well, I'm off to a good start. I'll have a few hours to kill, writing my book...''

She drew her ink and quill from her bedside table, along with her note paper and began to write.