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"Where are we going?" Barbara asked with a soft giggle, a playful smile upon her lips. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
She was fascinated with the new dome Ian had found (she assumed Ian had found it but deep down there was every chance that Howard had discovered it) and he was walking too fast to take in enough detail. It was bright and had blue skis and busy streets. Barbara could have sworn that she saw a street lamp powered by electricity or some form of it. At least, she didn't notice a candle sitting inside the lamp.
People wore the strangest clothes in the new dome. Some had flowing robes, reminiscent of ancient Greece or Rome. Others wore fashion which clung tightly to their bodies, accentuating curves, lumps and bumps. Others again dressed as Barbara and Ian did; in simple, nicely fitting shirts, trousers and dresses but they were few and far between.
Barbara had been surprised when Ian suggested they leave the dome. Not only had they spent months and months building up a home for themselves, but the storms outside were horrendous. She thought that she might be swept away if she hadn't clung to Ian like she had. Now, however, her coat and cardigan were hanging over her arm as she walked by Ian's side (well, trotted really, considering how fast he was going).
"How long have you known about this place?"
She was fascinated with the new dome Ian had found (she assumed Ian had found it but deep down there was every chance that Howard had discovered it) and he was walking too fast to take in enough detail. It was bright and had blue skis and busy streets. Barbara could have sworn that she saw a street lamp powered by electricity or some form of it. At least, she didn't notice a candle sitting inside the lamp.
People wore the strangest clothes in the new dome. Some had flowing robes, reminiscent of ancient Greece or Rome. Others wore fashion which clung tightly to their bodies, accentuating curves, lumps and bumps. Others again dressed as Barbara and Ian did; in simple, nicely fitting shirts, trousers and dresses but they were few and far between.
Barbara had been surprised when Ian suggested they leave the dome. Not only had they spent months and months building up a home for themselves, but the storms outside were horrendous. She thought that she might be swept away if she hadn't clung to Ian like she had. Now, however, her coat and cardigan were hanging over her arm as she walked by Ian's side (well, trotted really, considering how fast he was going).
"How long have you known about this place?"
