[Milestone1] APRIL 1ST

April doesn't really know where she came from. But, don't you worry: She has lots of ideas for cool stories for what came "before" all of this business about this "MOTHER EARTH" that she lives on!

Her favorite to tell the Stagecoach Lot's youngsters is that she formed from the first frost of the first winter many, many moons ago; fully-formed from just a little glimmering sparkle of water fallen from the heavens. With the adults, it's not a particularly popular tale— mostly because the way that she tells it makes it seem as if she's a gift to HER EARTH, and some of the Lot's more surly denizens aren't keen on her bubbly demeanor and letting her refer to herself as a gracious presence to be around.

The best story that she tells those cantankerous, scowling sourpusses is that she's a visitor from far up north and swears that she's seen four-legged, hoofed and tusked shag-beasts that stand taller than twenty or more cats stacked atop one another and naked two-legs wielding spears. That tale gets at least a few bemused guffaws and chortles about how there's no such animal or even moving thing larger than a Nightmare. They can appreciate that physically tall tale as a welcome bit of levity in these times.

Which, by the way— she has seen those! In worn-down, decrepit advertisements…