Post by fluffyrenegade on Jan 19, 2016 20:42:51 GMT -5
Twyla gently breathed in the fresh air and closed her eyes. For a moment, she just listened to the gentle sounds of the fountain and the sounds of people walking through the Plaza. Feeling calm and at peace, Twyla sat down on one of the seats by the fountain and pulled out her favourite book; a collection of ghost stories. Smiling slightly to herself, Twyla opened the book and allowed her mind to settle into the shadowy, quiet world of unexpected events and malingering spirits.