Starter for @goodspiritradio
Silken skirts sway around the graceful figure as she walked down the streets of New Orleans, silky chestnut hair done in luxurious waves, crimson red eyes gleaming in the sunlight as she approached her destination. So many preparations were needed for what was to come, she needed the best after all! Word of mouth travels faster than any form of paper propaganda one could find in the papers. Gazing at the ominous building made of grey weathered stone, the heavy wooden door looming over her with a sense of unease, a bit off putting, yet wasn't her bayou the same?.
how quaint.
Yet just what she needed, as delicate fingers curl into a fist. Rasping the door four times, clear and pronounced, lowering her hand the dame in question stood waiting patiently for the door to open.
