#riful001

❦ Not many people in the city looked trustworthy. Most looked as if they’d kill him on the spot or worse. It was why he was aimlessly wandering through the streets as of currently. Probably could be doing something more productive, you know, like asking for help, but Wirt wasn’t about to go up to one of these six foot tall people and ask for help. He was in high-school. This should be a walk in the park. It wasn’t like his sense of direction was bad. He just needed to find a landmark that he recognized and-

Nice one kiddo, ran into someone. Backing up a few steps, Wirt looked up at what he prayed was not going to be a frightening demon or whatever else he had seen so far. Oh, it was just a tall and gorgeous yet terrifying woman. Nothing he couldn’t handle, right?

A woman in an elegant black ruffled dress and white lace veil sits to the side of the dance floor. Her appearance catches the eye of a much younger attendant, who darts away from the assortment of snacks to better look at those layers of frills.