remercury replied to your post:
Rarely amused by strangers and their antics, he stops for once to read the note presented to him, eyebrow cocking in interest. “I’m not sure what this means. Explain?”
For once, there didn’t seem to be the usual cold gleam of storms resting in her gaze. Today, there was a warm summer breeze that smelled like fresh cut grass rolling from the west. Nobody had tried to help her onto the subway, either. So when the strange male questioned her most recent written thought, she felt compelled to do just that. Explain. [ ✑Birds born from the ocean. . . That itself is an anomaly. But it exists, and it is even thought of to be a miracle from God. I’m not taking it that far, but for one species to exist outside it’s designated place in the world is encouraging. No? ] She flipped the notebook to face him once more.
