: [Carnival: Hannah & Zoe]
Zoe's wings had burned off long ago. Now instead of flying or soaring, she could only glide with the tatters of the past. Maybe she had been drawn by the magic. There was something buzzing inside of her since she and Til had done their spell and she had to admit that magic called to magic.
That thought pulsed faster and faster within her as the fairy stranger approached. But she didn't avert her eyes or look up at the hint of moon peeking out from trees dressed by clouds.
It seemed so slow as she approached. Not that anything seemed like slow motion. It wasn't a scene in a movie, a dramatic manipulation. Instead, it just seemed like a moment halved and then halved again, then halved again, then halved...
"Hello." The moment finally touched. "I am new. I want to see everything. I have to get my tickets though."