fandomtownies | Galactica Point, Tuesday Afternoon

After several days spent in this strange place, it began to occur to Edward that perhaps he should put some effort into returning... eventually. But there was no haste to the matter as far as he could see: he had yet to receive any of this free education he'd been promised, the food was decent, and most importantly, his parents were still likely to be angry.

He chose to do something less sensible with his time instead - exploring the island. It came as something of a relief that they were this close to the sea, both because it meant his dreams of seafaring felt a bit closer, and because he had never lived anywhere that wasn't close to the water.

And what better vantage point to enjoy this gorgeous blue sprawl than the island's own walls? He'd climbed up top somewhere near the causeway and traced the wall all the way up towards Galactica Point. He sat there now, perched on a stone jutting out of that wall as if he were a bird. The smell of the water in his nose and the wind in his face: couldn't do better than that on a day like this, could you?

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