02-09-2015, 04:36 AM
Rosie stepped from the cab and shut the door tight behind her.
"You sure this your stop?"
She nodded and handed the gruff cabbie a few bills. The petite young woman didn't even wait for her change, she just set off with her suitcase in tow. Every one of her moves was measured, precise, and cautious. Her grip was light, her steps just much. Wispy blonde hair lifted in the wind, and settled around her shoulders.
The light circus drew her eyes immediately. Light, bright, full of wonder. It caught the attention like a pretty firefly. Across a space of empty land, different light accentuated shadows and the dark. The faint sounds she could hear were different over there. Darker. Frightening. It reminded her of the feeling she'd gotten when she'd gained her unusual ability, well the one she knew about.
Maybe that was why she wandered towards the light circus first.
She avoided the ticket boots, snuck straight inside. Rosie slid under the material of one of the tents, and looked around with amazement. This definitely wasn't for the public eye.
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