The flower that blooms in adversity
Nova wasn't far behind Marcus - still concerned he might end up lost without her - but it was hard when her eyes kept wandering. There were so many colors and interesting plants to see. She also could have sworn she saw something cute and fuzzy through the underbrush but before she could investigate, Marcus was walking around another tree and she had to pull her attention back to him.
Luckily, the sight they found was fascinating enough to make up for the interruption. "Woah!" Her blue eyes went wide, nearly reflecting the portals - at least that's what she thought they were. Regardless, they didn't look like what Marcus called them even when she crouched next to him. "They don't look like eyeballs." The one they looked at made her think of King's End and its rolling hills, but it was mid-afternoon and the sky they were looking at was clearly morning.
Tilting her head so that the blonde and purple strands fells across her cheeks, she wondered aloud, "Where do they go?" Nova reached a hand forward, ready to plunge her hand through and find out for herself.
Luckily, the sight they found was fascinating enough to make up for the interruption. "Woah!" Her blue eyes went wide, nearly reflecting the portals - at least that's what she thought they were. Regardless, they didn't look like what Marcus called them even when she crouched next to him. "They don't look like eyeballs." The one they looked at made her think of King's End and its rolling hills, but it was mid-afternoon and the sky they were looking at was clearly morning.
Tilting her head so that the blonde and purple strands fells across her cheeks, she wondered aloud, "Where do they go?" Nova reached a hand forward, ready to plunge her hand through and find out for herself.
Nova
is the most rare and beautiful of all.
