What we are meant to be, is not always defined by what we expected to be. Yet our fears will always keep us hidden within the shadow [21] ((LoLRP)) ((Not Riot))
Have you ever felt a spark of inspiration?.
A moment where you could do anything, be anyone?.
Perhaps you thought of building a grand machine of the likes that no one has ever seen.
Perhaps you wanted to speak out against the adversaries that tear --
A muffin comes spiralling out from the bakery and bonks Sona's arm.
It was blueberry.
Freshly baked.
It crumbles on impact.
"Pay back's a b--" a wagon passes by, the noise of it muffles what atrocity Lux just said.
It smacks her such force that she's thrown into the bakery where she is forced to buy several baked goods for herself.
Her diet is ruined.
"Light damn it Sona!."
The window swing open, a gust of wind so powerful nearly swept the curtains from the rods that held them in place.
Lux rushes over to the window, struggling to close the swinging doors until they finally came to a close.
" Strange. . .The wind feels. . .kind of strange today."