Atop what seemed to be an eight storied mansion sat a woman. Of course, the building was not a mansion but an office building. However, the top floor did consist of a home with multiple rooms. The rest of the floors were strictly for village business. The roof was constantly guarded by at least four guards, even if there was no sense of a threat. The reason being the top floor belonged to the village's leader, Mother Akira, the woman currently on the roof. The roof was a long rectangular shape. Akira sat directly in the middle of the front edge of the roof eight stories above the buildings entrance. Her bear feet hung over the edge, her arms rested on the metal railing that surrounded the rooftop, and her chin rested on her arms.
The woman would sigh as she looked out upon the village. Of course, it was her duty to check up on her village regularly, which was ok with her. It gave her a chance to think alone and breathe. Although, she would being to miss Neo, since she was away from Wonderland. However, that wasn't necessarily what was on her mind at the moment. She was soon to be married, she was pregnant, and she had multiple responsibilities. There were many questions that came to mind but there were a few that stood out from all. Was she really ready? Why did she have such a terrible feeling? Who really was she? Akira had simply went along with what she was told her whole life. She couldn't help but feel she was missing something. She felt a but empty but so full at the same time. Something felt wrong.
The demon would sigh as she looked out over the village. The sand seemed to glisten in the sunlight. Then she began to wonder... where was Sahara?
The woman would sigh as she looked out upon the village. Of course, it was her duty to check up on her village regularly, which was ok with her. It gave her a chance to think alone and breathe. Although, she would being to miss Neo, since she was away from Wonderland. However, that wasn't necessarily what was on her mind at the moment. She was soon to be married, she was pregnant, and she had multiple responsibilities. There were many questions that came to mind but there were a few that stood out from all. Was she really ready? Why did she have such a terrible feeling? Who really was she? Akira had simply went along with what she was told her whole life. She couldn't help but feel she was missing something. She felt a but empty but so full at the same time. Something felt wrong.
The demon would sigh as she looked out over the village. The sand seemed to glisten in the sunlight. Then she began to wonder... where was Sahara?