It was a fairly average morning on Mobius. Ame had woken up extra early that morning. She still didn't know why, today just felt like a good day.
She was walking over to the maçã, apple orchard, basket in hand. She had been assigned the job of collecting apples for tonight's desert. Not exactly a high perfil mission, but you have to start somewhere right?
She had joined the Freedom Fighters only a few weeks previously. So far she hadn't done anything mais dangerous than guard duty at the castle.
She finally arrived at the specified tree. Ame gently placed her basket on the ground and picked her iPod...