Seeking Inspiration
Iris had been staring at her blank notebook for what felt like no small eternity, and finally shoved her pen in and got up with a huff. Clearly, today if she was going to be inspired she was going to have to go out and find it. Scowling, she rose from her seat and started striding forward. She wasnât sure what she was looking for, something⌠someone⌠some interaction, some motivation⌠some muse.
But she would find it. She just had to keep her eyes open.
Phoebe usually worked outside of her home. It was a small, crummy place, she preferred to be outside of it as much as possible. Whether she was at work or in the mines, or today, working out on a bench. It was good to sit out in the sun sometimes, especially when she never went out in the sun.
Today she was working on fixing up a simple little robot sheâd found at the Junk Shop. It was one of those cute little wind up toys. It was a simple fix. After she felt finished she wound it up and sent it to walk across the sidewalk.












