<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/NCsOhwA.jpg)</div>"Publish hmm?"  Celeste commented.  "I always found the fun was in the exploration, not the reporting.  It isn't like people read half of it, and believe less than half of that."  Her own forays into any sort of writing had largely been limited to a few circles.  "Light may not be the word, try not to dream of fish."<br/><br/>Celeste shrugged at the rest of the comment about enough adventures and finding men.  The comments struck a little too close to home.  She forced a soft chuckle.  But all she said in response was.  "It is a challenge."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spot Hidden</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-05-20 01:06:13, PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric (uid: 61108) rolls: 1d100 Result: 87 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=136518)</div></div><br/><br/>"Rest does seem like a wise option, hopefully we are not trapped here too long."  She commented, though her eyes and tone seemed unfocused.  "Perhaps I will stretch my legs though if the rain is growing lighter, see if that other girl has gotten herself into trouble, maybe see what remains of that old prison."  She slowly stood, leaving the book in the care of the other woman, and headed for the door.  She didn't have a specific destination in mind other than to at some point pass by the ruins she had seen from her window.