A small paper boat voyaged across the pond a little girl supporting it as it drifted, each wave hitting it lightly but to her, the waves were like mountains compared to the boat. The daylight started to rise over the horizon revealing that it was sunrise. She turned her head from the boat and observed the light watching the orange and yellow pigments flood the light blue sky, she heard a light splash next to her then soon her boat had disappeared sinking to the bottom of the pond "Oh no.." she looked across the waters for her small boat her heart dropping as it turns out to be unfound. a woman, a very tall one whose hair fell down to her shoulders in purple curls which pulled back to a lazy-last-second ponytail, she walked on the other side of the pond gazing into the waters herself looking for something. She shifted her dark blue cloak moving her arm out and into the water looking at the little girl with a smile as she raises her hand the boat in the palm of her hand perfectly dry. The little girl grinned brightly running around to the woman taking her boat from her hands "Thank you so much, ma'am!"
"July XI MMXVIII Vade ad quod circus" The woman rephrased some cryptic message a looming sound to her voice as if she was forcing the child to remember, the little girl stood in confusion as the woman stepped away without a footprint or a noise emitting from her steps
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Book 1: The Crash Of Circus Waves
Paranormala woman and her two friends go to a town circus, the performance was outstanding almost.. supernatural!
