A Beast in the Clouds || Closed
They needed her. The poor children needed her, but there was little that she could do to help them. Though she might know somebody who could help them. Though there was very little chance that person would actually provide assistance. She had caught a glimpse of him only once, but when she asked about him she had discovered he wasn't the most sociable man in London. Still Clara had to try.
She ran as quickly as her dress would allow to where she had spotted him. She sucked in a deep breath and jumped sighing in relief as her hands caught hold of the ladder. She ascended slowly listening for any sounds above her. The night seemed to be completely silent.
When she reached the top of the staircase she let out a gasp, she was standing on a cloud. In the center of the cloud sat a blue box. Is that where the man lived? It didn't seem to comfortable to her. If he had such a terrible demeanor this might be part of the reason why. It could not be comfortable to live in something so small. Clara shook her head at herself, that was not why she was here. She had to move quickly before something happened to the beloved children she watched over.
She ran to the box and pounded on the door. "Open the door. Please. There are children that desperately need your help. If you won't help them I'm not sure anyone else can." She bit the inside of her lip as she prayed for a miracle.
