who: @lil-samson where: Carkitt Market when: late afternoon, January 22nd, 1983
Eve wished it was a day where people were moving all around her. She would’ve loved to have seen the market full of bustling patrons, humming around as she strolled through the crowd in a dreamlike pace. On certain days she used a cloaking spell and did just that in order to enjoy the simply pleasures of meandering and eavesdropping without having to worry about press, but that wasn’t the case today.
Today rain poured down heavily, as it did often on the great island, leading to few patrons and a empty Carkitt Market. It only lead to Eve watching them closer as she peered out from under her heavily enchanted pitch black umbrella. As her hazel eyes poked out from their place of safety, Eve came across a sight she'd only imagined in her dreams over the years.
She kept her distance as she followed the brunette into the shop. After all the time that had passed, she had to be sure it was her before she said anything. The shop door closed behind her and Eve closed her umbrella, giving her an unobstructed view of the woman that was now mindfully engaging in browsing a nearby isle.
“Lil?”
