Nova feels like the glum weather is matching her mood - no magic necessary. The smoke obscures some of the sunlight wanting to battle the icy environment, the pollution of the air making people nearly as miserable as her. Maybe that's why the glitter of the water doesn't seem as bright, the ripples almost sluggish as her fingers move through them. Tucking her legs to her chest, she sets her chin on her knees to watch, wondering if the water might wash away the questions trying to suffocate her more than the smoke overhead.
A voice filters through the rampant run of doubts and questions. "Hm?" She raises her moist blue gaze, the usual twisting of a galaxy looking oddly still, like a reflection of something darker, farther out than the stars. The man her eyes land on is familiar, faint memories of laughter and dancing echoing in the back of her mind, but she doesn't brighten, doesn't immediately rejoice at his presence when she's still overwhelmed by the current of her thoughts. However, her hand pauses in its teasing of the water's surface, the crystal flecks of ice melting without her continuous attention. "Oh. Hi Koa." It's soft and flat, failing to chime the way it usually does.
A voice filters through the rampant run of doubts and questions. "Hm?" She raises her moist blue gaze, the usual twisting of a galaxy looking oddly still, like a reflection of something darker, farther out than the stars. The man her eyes land on is familiar, faint memories of laughter and dancing echoing in the back of her mind, but she doesn't brighten, doesn't immediately rejoice at his presence when she's still overwhelmed by the current of her thoughts. However, her hand pauses in its teasing of the water's surface, the crystal flecks of ice melting without her continuous attention. "Oh. Hi Koa." It's soft and flat, failing to chime the way it usually does.
Nova
Cause I got that sunshine in my pocket,
got that good song in my feet.
got that good song in my feet.
