Madame Ravea

Clouds graze lazily overhead their cottony bottoms ever drifting through that great expanse. And past them await the stars biding there time for the sun to sink so they to can cast their light upon the earth. Its days like these lying here on this hilltop I wonder how wide the universe is.  You may just see another small profile on Wattpad but behind the mask is a writer under the same sky.
-Raeva