#princeofplenty

Her wanderings were often limited in nature -- it was the direct product of her constant illness, mysterious as it was. But that didn't mean Himari didn't care to wander -- a carefully curious girl, Himari dared not step out of her home too much. She loved the comfort of home more than she cared for adventure -- but even so, she finds herself in the strangest of situations -- a forest.

The gale of wind has Himari tightening her coat around narrow shoulders -- she glances about, absently noting how strange it was to find herself in this kind of place.

     she waits on her porch, lazing about in the fading sun. a cigarette hangs from her mouth, and she watches him approach. marcella wonders what he wants, wonders if he's lost, wonders if he's not lost. she stirs, crossing one leg over the other, dark eyes watching him closely.