Aw, what a happy ending, folks. NEW STORY: NAME TBA Penelope brushed her hand over the dry soil, her brow furrowed. She poured water and curled her fingers in the dirt, feeling the connections in the ground.
She tipped her head back, looking at the sunlight, her dark blue eyes darting across the sky. She murmured under her breath a small prayer before standing, brushing the dirt off on her dress and moving through the long grass, her brow furrowed in thought.
She frowned, following the sound, her bare feet making prints in the ground as she walked. A wind blew through the grass, making waves across the meadow.
