|Hannah knows the rest (isconfetti) wrote in repose,|
@ 2020-06-03 18:34:00
|Entry tags:||*log, hannah smith, zoe hanson|
[Carnival: Hannah & Zoe]
Who: Hannah & Zoe
Where: CARNEM's Carnival
The carnival was alive.
It was a warm night, no rain and a pretty breeze to rustle the leaves and the carnival's many fairy lights, and every parking spot was filled. Sounds of wonder carried and carried through woods, and even nature listened. And the carnival itself was crowded tonight, with the Big Top packed in and performers performing with such perfection that it seemed surely, surely a dream. It was a fairytale collection of people, all interesting, all garbed in things from adult whimsy and childhood stories. It was a fantasyland hiding in the woods and incongrous.
Hannah... Amy... Hannah... Tonight, Hannah, because she needed to attempt to put her feet back in those shoes. Hannah was working outside the Big Top, wandering between the rides and food stalls and games. She was one of many, all walking about, interacting, being seen. There were no scripts, no words to say or lines to utter. She was just there to talk, to be, and the night was pretty, and she wore wings and green and tulle, and she glanced from face to face to face, seeking something and nothing at all, but she would know when she found it.