Oh yes, Skye was indeed wondering just how much this cube would sell for if she brought it into the cityâ€™s market place while she examined it. The cube was so pretty the way it shone that odd color, almost making it seem like it was something more than meets the eye. It certainly had her curious. Skye continued to examine the cube, taking in every detail carefully, her fingers tracing over the strange markings. She has never seen anything like this before in her life. Was this some sort of alien artifact? Since it was unique-looking and had just fallen out of the sky that was plausible. Maybe somebody in the city knew what it was, and she was anxious to find out just how much she would be able to get for it. In her mind she pictured several people coming up to her asking that question and more people throwing out offers.<br/><br/>Suddenly it formed eyes and a mouth andâ€¦ wait a secondâ€¦ did it justâ€¦ talk to her? Out of surprise she dropped the cube again and stared at it for a good long while. Her rapidly beating heart felt like it was going to leap out of her chest. Perhaps she was crazy, maybe she was just imagining that it had spoken to her. Cubes donâ€™t speak; maybe it really was some kind of alien artifact, either that or she really was crazyâ€¦ No. No, Skye was not crazy, she was not imagining things; this thing definitely just spoke to her.<br/><br/>â€œHoly shit! This thing is alive?â€ Skye wondered out loud as she gently gave the cube a light nudge with her foot. Then again just because something spoke did not mean it was alive; in this case she was sure that it was merely something sentient. Either way, surely the price would skyrocket! Forget swimming in money, there would be oceans of money waiting for herâ€¦ waitâ€¦ did the cube mention going on some great adventure? Now that was something worth looking into a bit more, ever the adventurous one, she loved travelling around to faraway lands. Skye blinked and picked the cube up again slowly. â€œWaitâ€¦ did you say great adventure?â€ It was needless to say that the cube had definitely caught her attention. â€œTell me, talking cube, what sort of adventure are we talking about here?â€ Excitement seemed to radiate from her while she impatiently shook the cube.<br/><br/>After a good, solid minute had passed she stopped shaking it. Her lips pursed as she looked at it intently wondering what could be awaiting her now that she had the cube in her hands. So many things began running through her mind at that moment and she had completely forgotten about selling it, she was curious as to what adventure awaited her, if she went on this adventure what would she discover, oh, she could barely contain her excitement! Her hands were trembling and she felt like jumping up and down. She had so many questions she wanted to ask. But she could not ask the questions here, surely somebody had seen the cube fall, she did not want someone to stumble across her while she spoke to the talking cube. Sharing has never really been one of her strengths; she was going to keep the cube all to herself.<br/><br/>Skye quickly and quietly retreated into the small, damp waterfall cave and found a comfortable rock to sit on. It was cooler inside the cave than it was outside where the sun beat down on her. There was a decent sized pond right in the center, in which quite a few colorful fish were swimming around. She decided to wait to capture the fish she had come for. She removed her shoulder bag and sat it on the rock before gingerly, in spite of how rough she has been with it thus far, sitting the cube down to prevent it from getting wet as much as she could. She stared at the cube intently, waiting for what secrets of treasure it would reveal to her.