The Playground in the Park, Sunday Afternoon

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden sat on the swings, idly pushing herself. She wasn't sure how other people were faring in the heat, but the one benefit she'd ever seen to being a sylph was that she was pretty much comfortable in any weather that wasn't 'extreme' and since the asphalt was neither melting nor freezing, mid-September in Maryland didn't count, no matter how high the humidity went.

She wasn't sure if it was weird that she was hanging out on the playground. It wasn't like she'd been in one since was seven, if that. But the park was big enough and green enough to soothe her need for nature, at least now. She was pretty sure that if she ever got really sick or hurt, she'd need to make for the wilderness preserve near the school, but for right now, she was doing okay chilling in the park. Which was a normal thing normal humans did, which meant nobody was going to look twice at her for doing it!

Okay, they might look at her twice because of the playground thing, but look. Sometimes a girl just wanted to swing.

if she swung high enough, maybe it would kinda feel like flying.

[Open! As I continue my afternoon of TOIL and DRUDGERY.]