The horizon emerged with a hint of dawn's pale white, morning dew fresh and thin mist lightly enveloped, distant mountains undulating, the ruins of villages and towns outlined on the horizon.
Behind the dilapidated buildings, a girl awoke from the misty morning, gently turned her head, dark strands of hair slid from her earlobe to her cheek, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Opening her eyes, a lively little green bird came into view, tilting its head, its tiny, bead-like black eyes full of curiosity, its cover feathers sky blue, the feathers gleaming with an oily green sheen under the sunlight.
Sevia quietly looked into the eyes of the little green bird, the corners of her mouth curved into a soft smile as she brushed the fallen hair behind her ear, hiding her delicate earlobe under a loose hood. She slowly closed her eyes and wrapped the gray robe tighter around herself, leaning against the edge of a worn-out sofa.
Before embarking on today's journey, she wanted to...
