WHO Urania & Merlin WHEN Tuesday night WHERE Wellesley Island State Park WHAT Going to see a comet WARNINGS ??? Either smut or just talking about science, I literally don't know
It was a five hour drive from New York City to Wellesley Island State Park, and as Urania had warned Merlin beforehand, she provided little in the way of entertainment to him as they drove. Urania was good at long car trips, but she usually did them alone, using the space as somewhere to think without the possibility of being bothered by anyone. The car was like an anchorite's cell, just with more windows and at a much greater speed.
She'd chosen her favourite music to begin the trip - Holst's The Planets - followed by the collection that always spoken to something deep inside her: music from the Golden Record that was somewhere far above them, travelling into distant space to, perhaps, one day be heard by others on some distant world.
Urania had barely said a word beyond greeting him at the beginning of the ride, but once she'd parked the car in the late afternoon light she stretched her arms above her head and yawned, turning to Merlin in the parking lot.
"I'm sick of this heat." She was dressed lightly for that very reason, her blue dress dotted with celestial patterns. She'd brought a coat for it it got cold later, but it seemed as though the heat was going to remain well into the night.
Urania hoped the clouds that were threatening to come in would hold back.