The world's a little blurry,
or maybe it's my eyes,
or maybe it's my eyes,
The sun beats down, but the cheer of the festivities has the heat losing its intensity, replaced by smiles and laughter. Where she would have preferred the sultry glow of moonlight or the chaotic influence of the Blood Moon, Thal finds the bright chime of the entertainment too much. There are too many things to compete with, too many faces to draw for her to put much effort into her usual seduction antics.
It's slightly refreshing, to worry less about being noticed and just enjoy the sights and smells. She even stops at a balloon popping stall, winking at the attendant as she twists the darts in her fingers. Thal doesn't miss a single throw despite propping her hand on the counter, her eyes not bothering to search for the targets or drift from the young man's face as each pop of plastic echoes between them. It's effortless, an easy way to win a ticket for the hot air balloon.
Ticket in hand, she flicks her tail, a self-satisfied grin on her face as she moves to the intriguing mechanism, ready to see what all the fuss is about.
Thal didn't get any eggs, so she's hopping on a hot air balloon!
It's slightly refreshing, to worry less about being noticed and just enjoy the sights and smells. She even stops at a balloon popping stall, winking at the attendant as she twists the darts in her fingers. Thal doesn't miss a single throw despite propping her hand on the counter, her eyes not bothering to search for the targets or drift from the young man's face as each pop of plastic echoes between them. It's effortless, an easy way to win a ticket for the hot air balloon.
Ticket in hand, she flicks her tail, a self-satisfied grin on her face as she moves to the intriguing mechanism, ready to see what all the fuss is about.
Thal didn't get any eggs, so she's hopping on a hot air balloon!
the friends I've had to bury
they keep me up at night.
they keep me up at night.
Thalassa
