Emotion 365: The Land of Horrified, the capitol Apprehension

Stark, cold misty Horrified lies above the frigid sea. Ice chunks clatter in tumult. Ice mist flows from the chilly water cresting and falling in waves over the land. The inhabitants freeze. Their statues line the shore and cliffs. Inland they stand in frozen circles. When the sun sets, it casts their shadows. Bats wing through the black night. Ghosts moan. Their voices crack. The sun rises fearsome red, but hovers pale and bleak above the day. It sets dull, chill blue. Ice dragons loom. They send small planes spiraling. Terrified survivors walk away from the crash landings shivering.

In Apprehension, the airport on an ice floe guards, emotionless giants of ice, keep passengers in line.  Visitors arrive at the airport. There are not many of them, but there is no place to go to be alone.  There are many machines with slots to insert coins and cards of various sizes. The whir, spit, and splutter out tickets and receipts which must be held on to and not lost.

"No one can be sure they will get where they are going or how long they will wait," whispers the Guide.

"I don't know if we should be going at all," says Miss Doe Friend. "How will we get away?"

Waiting in Apprehension, was the one time her faith in Emeline Traveler faltered.

"Perhaps she forgot something," she thought. "Perhaps, she forgot me."