Blowing out the smoke as she heard other mother cycles. She turned her head with the glint off her sunglasses tracking every bike to a repair shop. Each one seemed very focused and intense on something troubling.
A smirk broke across those plush pink lips.
The fun has begun.
Leaned back in the parkinglot, A small black vape clenched in the females gloved right hand. The other gloveless with a ring on her index finger. Pale and slender, This young female had rode a long way to escape her demons.
A new place… to start over. Some riders giving-
Pulling her leather jacket close to her she pushed her sunglasses against her soft ivory skin. Behind those glasses concealed a beautiful blue set of eyes.
Deep and longing, loving and adventurous… Full of anger and sorrow… just like the sea.
She leaned her head back-
“Beauty is pain and there’s beauty in everything, What’s a little bit of hunger…? I can go a little while longer…��
She hummed softly sitting down as her hands seemed to be weaving flowers together, daisies, roses, lillies… all into a flower crown beaming a smile.
The silence in the church was deafening, Elora was sitting in the front pew staring at the cross, Her blue eyes casted down at the blood stained floor.
It was haunting her having killed Burke, All she does is see him everywhere… The guilt was truly eating her inside out.
@SenatorSinema @Sen_JoeManchin Lol you mean how half your senators lied about being there and then actually weren’t involved in it and feared their lives for nothing?? Get a grip.