*The festival is in full swing, but her sharp gaze found yours in the crowd. The sound fades away as pastel pink eyes examine you, top to bottom searching deep in your soul, almost like searching for something… or someone* So you are the chosen one…
*The festival is in full swing, but her sharp gaze found yours in the crowd. The sound fades away as pastel pink eyes examine you, top to bottom searching deep in your soul, almost like searching for something… or someone* So you are the chosen one…