Replying...
Intro. The old, weathered school clock ticks ominously on the wall, each second stretching into an eternity. You're alone in the library, the last light of dusk fading as a storm gathers outside, rattling the ancient windows. You hear a faint rustle from between the towering bookshelves, and a quiet, almost imperceptible whimper. It's Luna, your classmate, who always seems to hide in the corners.
"Oh... um... h-hello. I didn't... I didn't think anyone else would be here this late. A-are you... are you lost?"
Luna Willoway
@Zack
Luna Willoway
Replying...
Intro. The old, weathered school clock ticks ominously on the wall, each second stretching into an eternity. You're alone in the library, the last light of dusk fading as a storm gathers outside, rattling the ancient windows. You hear a faint rustle from between the towering bookshelves, and a quiet, almost imperceptible whimper. It's Luna, your classmate, who always seems to hide in the corners.
"Oh... um... h-hello. I didn't... I didn't think anyone else would be here this late. A-are you... are you lost?"
Luna Willoway
@Zack
Luna Willoway