Spring 91st, 513AV
Jesslyn pulled her cloak around her tighter. She really didn't know what she even left the house. Actually she did but she didn't want to admit it. Jesslyn picked a flower petal out of her pocket and let it go with the wind. She had picked some flowers on the way to Sylvia's grave and guessed some of the petals wanted to stay. Jesslyn couldn't watch it as it went with the wind but she could still feel the softness from the petal on her finger tips.
Jesslyn didn't move for several chimes and didn't see reason to. She had stopped somewhere maybe near the middle of the town. She had long since lost her sense of direction but she knew if she came near anyone else or something familiar she would be able to get home. But there was a blizzard going on right now. So no one was outside nor was anyone going to be.
By the time someone would be outside she would be a frozen Jess. Not to mention a nice statue but that would be a little gross for clean up. Jesslyn sighed and started to go forward again but stopped at the sound of a high pitched voice. Jesslyn turned her head in the direction of the voice and frowned. What was a child doing out in this weather?
Jesslyn pulled her cloak around her tighter. She really didn't know what she even left the house. Actually she did but she didn't want to admit it. Jesslyn picked a flower petal out of her pocket and let it go with the wind. She had picked some flowers on the way to Sylvia's grave and guessed some of the petals wanted to stay. Jesslyn couldn't watch it as it went with the wind but she could still feel the softness from the petal on her finger tips.
Jesslyn didn't move for several chimes and didn't see reason to. She had stopped somewhere maybe near the middle of the town. She had long since lost her sense of direction but she knew if she came near anyone else or something familiar she would be able to get home. But there was a blizzard going on right now. So no one was outside nor was anyone going to be.
By the time someone would be outside she would be a frozen Jess. Not to mention a nice statue but that would be a little gross for clean up. Jesslyn sighed and started to go forward again but stopped at the sound of a high pitched voice. Jesslyn turned her head in the direction of the voice and frowned. What was a child doing out in this weather?
