by RiDragon » 12/09/2017 4:06 AM
She forced herself upright, squinting at an older heavyset woman with a young child gripping tightly to her legs. "Are you okay, ma'm?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, blocking the sun in the progress.
Now that Fforia could see, she could tell this woman had to be some sort of tour guide. Maybe it was because of the way her wrinkles folded over her large bulbus nose...
Or maybe it was the fact that she had her name and "tour guide" plastered on the front of her flower-print shirt.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just tripped is all."
"On what?" The child asked, but was quickly shushed.
I see the stars,Drifting aimless I feel their heatwarming, selflessI will give... I will takeI will feel the stars crash, crash down