rebekah

the wind blows through the streets that are cleared with people, though some stores aren't yet closing. the moon glows, scattering light all over the city, mixing with the faint light from the glass windows of the shoppes and lamps that are placed in every corner of the town. 
          
          for caspia, it is the best time to stroll around the area. she always likes how the cold breeze softly brushes on her skin as the moonlight hits it, making it radiantly natural. perhaps, it is one of her own beauty hacks. 
          
          walking leisurely, she closes her eyes, tucking her hands inside the pocket of her jeans, resting her mind, cutting all those thoughts for a moment. and there she gets lost in her own space. 
          
          being unaware of her surroundings, caspia's breath hitches when she feels someone put a hand on her shoulder.
          
          her face becomes pale and her palms start to sweat. she is just new to the place, she couldn't trust anyone other than herself.  so without thinking straight and fear combining in, she sharply turns her head back and harshly pushes away the person. she breathes heavily, raising her fists up to her chest in impulse.
          

the moon beams brightly at the sky, outshining thousand of stars scattered along with the dusts and clouds. as the cold breeze touches the girl's almost porcelain-like skin, she catches her breath, panting while her hands placed on her knees. 
          
          it was one of those nights when she'll go for a jog to clear her mind. new to the place, caspia has been lost many times already but that doesn't stop her exploring more of the area.
          
          as she decides to take a break and plop down on one of the benches in the park, a pair of eyes was looking directly at her, making the strands of her hair at her nape stand. 
          
          she claws her fist, 'is it the lack of sleep?' she asks herself, thinking this could be another hallucination of hers. 
          
          but as it goes out of the shadow, a breath of relief escapes her lips. "just someone, thank god." she mutters to herself, clutching her chest. 
          

she was roaming around the garden when she saw you reading your favorite book. she walks in front of you, exitedly and said "hi there, i'm imogen kenner from southern eclipse pack and you are?" she asked you, raising her eyebrow.