Ronnie stretched her hands overhead in a long, satisfying yawn. She wore cut-off jean shorts that emphasized her slim brown legs with a mesh tank top that could easily be seen through. Her dark nipples brushed against the fabric, jiggling slightly with every step she made. When she constructed her Great Library, Ronnie had included a spacious attic apartment with an impressive deck that looked out over the river that ran through her property.
She smiled at Wilo who was buzzing near the banks with her favorite gecko perched on her shoulder; her dragon-fly wings reflected the light from the setting sun. "Something fishy is going on in the river, Ronnie."
Ronnie grinned at the laughing air elemental, who seemed to find her own words funny. Her sharp eyes turned toward the river, immediately catching the flashes of silver that were readily apparent. "Hey! I know what this is!." Without speaking further, she turned abruptly and ran into her apartment.
This chapter was going to start Vespri, but unexpectedly an old friend that I smelted with years ago near Lake Superior contacted me today.