Nova
Here's to alcohol,
The sun was just setting as Nova broke out into the clearing around the crimson river. It glowed brighter in the dying light, illuminating her black fur before it melted into her skin, breaths coming in shallow bursts around a shimmery giggle. A sharp ache pierced her side after running so far and fast. She hadn't even thought to look back once Marcus had caught her in the bush. She'd just ran. Through trees and roots and bushes and all manners of forest, letting the Greatwood guide her where it would as long as she redeemed herself from having been found.
There was a vibrant flush across her cheeks from the effort, her white star freckles popping against the color when she looked to Marcus. "I let you find me, but I still won!" Admitting to defeat would be like admitting to how tired she was, her magic beginning to dim with the exertion of the day, quieting to a dull sparkle in her eyes, a subtle shimmer to the air around her, a gentle hum in the rushing pulse of her veins. She was ready to curl up and take a nap. Or maybe find a snack. She should have something stowed in her bag...
There was a vibrant flush across her cheeks from the effort, her white star freckles popping against the color when she looked to Marcus. "I let you find me, but I still won!" Admitting to defeat would be like admitting to how tired she was, her magic beginning to dim with the exertion of the day, quieting to a dull sparkle in her eyes, a subtle shimmer to the air around her, a gentle hum in the rushing pulse of her veins. She was ready to curl up and take a nap. Or maybe find a snack. She should have something stowed in her bag...
the rose-colored glasses of life.
