It felt as if all the walls started shifting. The room was growing distorted as scenes changed to accommodate the forces that shaped her world. Opportunities moved them away as adversities brought up others out of the fissures of her earth. Everything was changing, slowly, but it wasn’t a result of anything she’d decided as of yet. Imagine the changes wrought upon by the calculations of others, turning her world into something vastly different.
Little ripples scattered across the water where the debris from the shifting walls fell. Ripples cascaded across the pond, merging with one another in tight formation. One hit the other and modified the courses of both forever.
People were leaving.