The unseen divine

Black hair, blue eyes, pale skin the words to describe an appearance can be so vague but so informative at the same time. She moves like water, smooth and quiet. She speaks only when spoken to why? No one knows, that’s just how she is. The other kids at school think she’s strange with her mysterious smirk that seems to grace her almost flawless face and her lack of communication. She knows things they don’t know, things they will never understand but she will. She has information about the world around them, she see’s what their limited sight cannot see; the creatures that walk the earth and wander on the same plain as her fellow students.
Nova.