AMALIA
you're staring at the sky
watching stars collide
He is the most polite thief the baker has ever met, asking permission to go to sleep, and the girl cannot help the warm glow of friendship that rises in her eyes. In another world, in another series of circumstances, maybe she would have reconsidered his offer to make out, pursued something different with this similarly hollow figure, this darkly handsome man.watching stars collide
She has her own dark, handsome stranger now. And she is sure that Adam will find his ray of sun.
Smiling fondly at the man, Amalia leans back further on the bed, lying for a minute across his legs. She considers shifting right then and there, taking up the leopard form and finding a place on the bed- but no, she still has work to do. Rising up from the foot of the bed, the baker tilts her head down at the man, a troubled look briefly marring her face. "Good night, Adam."
Then the girl heads downstairs, picking up the horn on her way, thoughtfully pressing it between her hands before placing it in the the back of a drawer.
