Literature
Contest entry by Jurodan
Recycling Can Be Fun
Katelyn looked out on the park from the top of the Parkhenge rock pattern that Lucinda favored. She smiled, watching the calm scene before her: people walking around, and a warm breeze drifting through the air. Katelyn sighed happily, Its a nice day.
Lucinda didnt answer verbally, but the fact she was relaxing out in the open was answer enough. Few people bothered her here, and the spiritual power, weak though it was, ran deep in this place. Outside of the apartment she stayed in with Millicent, it was one of the few places she felt actually soothing.
A small piece of paper wafted around lazily,