Morgan had been up for some time. She liked the morning chill that came with being near the sea, the dense fog, the quietness of nobody else being around... of course, that was hours ago. The sun had swept away the fog, and while it wasn't quite up yet, the early morning was certainly coming to an end.
Morgan herself sat a distance away from the raft, not entirely disinterested in it, but not willing to take part either. She thought it was dumb... why build a raft when there were perfectly good boats tied up at the docks that others had used to go to and from the island? Well it wasn't like she was a boating expert, those little boats would probably tip over the moment they actually got out to sea... and a raft could hold more people but, it was far from the most appealing way to sail the sea. It was like a floating floor and nothing else, the chances of falling over were-
Needless to say she had overthought all the negatives of this plan, and she really didn't think it would work. She certainly wasn't going to be the first one to try it out, and would be here with a good spot to watch as whoever took it for its test sail inevitably had to swim themselves back to shore. She was sure it would happen.
That was her excuse at least... Truth be told, she wasn't even paying attention to the raft. She was staring off at the horizon that the sun as rising from. Lost in her own thoughts, not a single bit of attention spared for anything or anyone around her. She had thoroughly thought through every possible reason why this raft was most certainly not going to work, let alone get them to another world. But in the back of her mind that thought still lingered. Was it so simple? Was another world waiting on that horizon? Having simple woken up on the shore of this island as if a survivor from a shipwreck, had she simply drifted here from another world?
It couldn't be that simple.