Literature
Ancient Days
"What are you doing, Mio?"
Mio stood up slowly from the lake she was crouched next to and looked back, seeing her maid with a plush towel and some hair pins. This happened often enough for it to expected each time she sat there.
"Nothing." Mio said softly, "I thought I'd play for a little while."
The maid, Sophetta, laughed and draped the towel over Mio's shoulders, "It's not safe today, Miss..."
Smoke billowed into the sky over the horizon that Mio appeared to be ignoring until that moment. It was obvious by the look on her face that she knew it was there but chose not to bring it up or act as though it didn't exist.
"I see it. I do