Apr 17, 2015
start of something new // a&f
Though she was not lost, she was alone and confused. Search parties were still out in full force, and though she was a country away, living under a new identity with a new (somewhat) face, her past followed her everywhere.
It was a cold wintry day in the small beach town she’d been hiding in. She went to the docks often--she wanted to find a ship that could get her across the vast ocean (they were easier to snea on than planes,) and into her better life. A different life. She did not expect to find some sort of drunkard on the beach--Fortuna, no, Petunia, did not want to get near him, but it seemed that the situation was going to be easily out of her control.