Who: Tess and Seifer What: Just an ordinary girl in a burlap sack walking around and touching strangers on the shoulder. Nothing weird going on here. Where: Downtown Lawrence When: Present day, early evening
Living in a cave for all of one’s existence gives one a sort of connection to all that surrounds them. When there aren’t words cluttering your mind, all you have are feelings and instincts. The girl had a feeling that things were incredibly different. There was the fact that she was lost in a wilderness she believed she had known like the back of her hand, but it was beyond that. It was more than a different tree or a different cave. It was a different world, like all of the sudden the rules had changed completely.
She could hear sounds. Voices, she realized, so much like her own but also very different. This was not a yelp of pain or a cry of delight, but something she’d never heard before. It became louder and clearer as she distanced herself from the woods and got closer to a strange place with paved streets.
The girl was careful regarding her footing. The moss that covered her forest’s floor so evenly had been replaced by these roads and there was gravel scattered here and there. She had enough sense to avoid the shiny shards of a broken glass bottle. The sharp material just didn’t look like something anyone would have liked to step on in their bare feet.
Eyes were on her and made her uncomfortable. She’d spent the one year of her existence mostly surrounded by flora and the occasional animal. The girl had never seen another creature like her before. Gingerly, she stepped close to a woman who had come to a halt to pull something out of her satchel. The girl reached her hand out and touched the other woman’s shoulder, looking very much in awe. The woman in question stepped away, giving the girl such a strange look. It was hard for the girl to decipher. She just smiled a little and stepped out of the woman’s way.