I walked with you once upon a dream.

Voicemail and text messages for Aurora, when she figures out how phones work.

Aurora enjoys exploring the city, with its myriad of fantastically shaped buildings and wonderful shops filled almost to burst with fantastic arrays of knick-knacks and other objects she has let to learn the use of, as she cradles them in her hands and takes in their shapes and colors. But she also feels cadged in by the sheer amount of iron, reminded both of the castle, the way King Stefan locked her away in it, and how much steel hurts her fairy godmother. She's overheard several people conversing about the countryside of Darrow, how beautiful it is. So, after fixing her hair into a braid and dressing herself into a more modern ensemble of a peasant blouse and skirt, the styles of which still remind her of home, Aurora makes her way from her apartment and onto one of those new carriages, one they call a 'bus,' and makes her way away from the sometimes overwhelming presence of the city.

Adjusting the satchel she wears around her shoulder to show her ticket, she departs at the first stop, just on the outskirts of town, carrying her long skirt so as not to trip over the steps.

She notices the stables right away, drawn to the beauty of the building and what she can see of the horses. The idea strikes her, then. She should inquire after horse riding lessons! It would be a wonderful excuse to get out of the city, and to remain outside of it, for a good few hours.

With a determined smile, Aurora sets out to explore the stables.