❧ @sunflowers-echo (lohen) // somewhere by the beach
Boredom and the wish to create, an ever-growing flow of creativity that demanded to be fed. There was no other way Nicole could have described it. She'd set up a festive tent by the beach, big enough to appear mysterious and magical yet not too big as to make others assume there was a festival going on. No, instead she'd scattered what people called flyers all around the town with a treasure hunt attached.
Plenty small sculptures, made by hand and magic alike stood on small shelves, waiting for their new owners. What the angel did not expect however was Varka's roommate, one she'd seen around town. One she recalled from memories of a life lived, or perhaps not lived. "I wasn't expecting you to be the one to follow a treasure hunt around town. Or have you found me purely by accident? Long walks on the beach are meant to be helpful for one's health. Or when in dire need of a place to train." She had her doubts that sitting still was something the other could do, but even angels could be mistaken.