↳ @jinanas ✽ //
〢▸ The ballroom was astonishing. High above their heads the roof vaulted, beams disappearing into a darkness that encased a majestic display of what the universe was made of; glittering stars, nebulas, and massive galaxies. Desperate to locate the silver lining behind every situation they faced, her hands shook ever so slightly. The shaman was ashamed to admit she couldn’t even make proper eye contact with the leader of the Maribel tribe.
❝I’m glad that we all decided to come after all... Get a chance to experience this...,❞ she commented finally, a smile on her lips, but words were spoken with a voice that betrayed her a little, soft and tinged with the persistent wish that the silence of the demons in their heads would continue past this night. ❝Even if the rain had stopped in the Junkyard, I don’t think the sky could even compare to this one.❞










