Ulassai. The town had to be easily one of Velvet's favorite places in all the land. The rivers and lakes that ran through canals and the sound of rushing water, the precise and unique architect of each building, and the vibrant and bright colors! There was the sound of satin white birds flying overhead, and the air was crisp and humid. Not many people roamed the cobblestone streets and wooden bridges of the town at this time, though the ones that did did so happily.
Velvet's heels clicked audibly across the ground with each stride, emotions hidden underneath a pair of aviator glasses and a bland face. The inner part of Ulassai was deviod of barely any people at all, just a few bodies here and there that were reclined against the walls, or a beggar or two asleep on the floor. Velvet knew she was looking, felt compelled to search for something. What that "thing" was, she did not know yet...
Velvet's heels clicked audibly across the ground with each stride, emotions hidden underneath a pair of aviator glasses and a bland face. The inner part of Ulassai was deviod of barely any people at all, just a few bodies here and there that were reclined against the walls, or a beggar or two asleep on the floor. Velvet knew she was looking, felt compelled to search for something. What that "thing" was, she did not know yet...