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located in America, a part of Take My Hand, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Clara Eddington Character Portrait: Flynn Eddington Character Portrait: Penelope King Character Portrait: Natalie Eddington Character Portrait: Douglas Eddington Character Portrait: Zachariah King
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Clara Eddington


"Did we beat the pirates?" asked Natalie. Clara had to smile, and she even let out a breathless laugh. “Yes, Naty. You were too fast for them slow adults!” She smiled, looking to Doug as he began to speak. "Thats a good idea." He had followed her line of sight to the apples. “Okay, Peter,” she said indicating Flynn, “you watch over Wendy, and Doug and I will be right back. We’re going to get a snack for us. Stay off the tracks, you don’t want to get swept away by a pirate ship!”
Nodding to Doug, she headed off towards the apple trees. She quickly went about picking up good ones from the ground and picking a few low-laying ones, tucking what she could not carry into her dress pockets in the front. Walking back over to the kids she smiled and tossed an apple to each of them, and put the rest (a total of 6) into the suitcase. They wouldn’t keep for long, but maybe long enough.

Clara leaned against a tree and finally got her heart to calm down. The spot they were in didn’t look too bad. There were trees overhead with nice thick leaves. “How about we camp here tonight, guys? Sleep under the stars, like the lost boys!” She smiled, keeping her tone light and airy. Looking around she noticed a patch of moss big enough for Flynn and Natalie. “You two can sleep here, Doug and I will sleep beside you and take turns watching for pirates. I’ll take the first shift.”
The sun was already setting, and it would be dark soon. Clara took the suitcase and placed it against a tree and sat on it.

Hours later, it’s completely dark out
Clara awoke to the feel of rain splattering against her cheek. Rubber her eyes, her blue hues looked around the forest. Darkness still lay in a thick blanket around her family, and rain was now beginning to fall down onto them. Her yellow house dress was muddy and brown now, and her once white shoes were now a similar color. Waving away a wisp of her blonde hair, she struggled to her feet. She must have fallen asleep on her watch… Just then, the tracks began to vibrate. A train?

Looking up the tracks Clara could see the blinding light of locomotive. Clara held up her hand to her face to block out the blinding glare. With a swoosh, the massive machine went flying past, but this one was different from the rest as many had passed during the night. Bright colors, and elaborate designs flashed by in a whirl of color and lights. Is that a…a… giraffe?

Sure enough, the long neck of the creature towered out of a shoot from the cart, and turned to stare at her as the train rattled by. …. A circus… A grinding sound signified it was coming to a stop. Confused, Clara peeked a little closer to the tracks, watching the train slowly crawl to a stop. They must be near a town…

Sure that the loud sound of the train’s whistle had awoken her siblings, she turned to them. “You guys stay here…. I’m… I’m going to see if we can get a ride.” Taking a breath, she straightened her dress and winced up at the sky. The rain was starting to fall harder. “Stay here and watch them… if I’m not back in two hours, follow the tracks to town.” She directed the comment to Doug. With that, she set off down the track beside the many beautiful carts, ignoring the growls, yelps, bleets, and other odd noises coming from the animal cages as she passed.

When she reached the front of the train she hopped across the tracks delicately. Large planks were being pulled out of unseen compartments, and an uncountable number of men seemed to flow out from the train. Awed, Clara found herself fixed to the spot as the big top took shape in the field in front of the train. The rain was starting to fall more heavily now, and she just stood, getting soaked.

She wasn’t sure what to do… the men looked extremely busy… and she would have to find the ringmaster to ask if her and her siblings could ride with them as far as they could take them in regards to how close they could get to Easthaven. Gathering up her courage, she began toward the front of the train, shivering in the downpour. As she rounded the corner, she found herself face-to-face with a boy. Well, actually, she had bumped into him.