NightshadeFalls
Aggressive Floaty Thing
Only a few people hung around, talking with friends, stumbling home. Most of the people in the small town were either in bed or partying. Not Quartz, though. Quartz stalked through the streets, the only light around being that of the streetlamps illuminating each corner. She preferred the night because no one would whisper about her. She could walk around without having to worry about being judged. The night was quiet, peaceful. Somewhere in town, there was music blasting, barely audible. She took a deep breath, savoring the fresh night air.
@Chaos Sphere
@Chaos Sphere