For personal freedom it’d be the automobile otherwise it would be the railroad system.
The mall was filled with people bustling by, searching for the best deals and dragging their screaming kids along, just trying to get their errands done and the whole place was just a big chaotic mess.
Rainsford was on a beautiful, tropical island smelling sweetly of flowers and ocean water with the sound of seagulls fill the air around him.
The general had a very large and somewhat over the top abode to call his own, though he saw it as no more than a place to hang his hat, as he was rarely home.
Adam hid from an unknown aggressor in the Forrest, surrounded by the dense, dark blanket of night time, hoping to himself this would help to conceal him and keep him safe.
Rainsford, after a long day, collapsed into the general's bed and let himself slip away into a deep, deep sleep.
