Making Connections
She arrived at the corner shop fifteen minutes late, but that was no surprise. With her complete lack of knowledge of the other city districts, save the one she lived in, and the 'help' she received from Amelia, her seemingly just as clueless guide. Well, at least she was here. Daemon, however, was not.
She looked around, furrowing her brow. "Daemon? Are you even still here?"















