Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Time seemed to have passed quickly in Indigo’s company, much quicker than it ever did when she travelled alone. Of course, it helped that she didn’t have to walk and she was able to give her aching limbs some much needed rest, but she’d have walked all day if she had to just to spend more time with him. Her time travelling alone had been miserable, and while there had been other opportunities for her to find a new place to call home, but she had clicked with her new friend in a way that she hadn’t with anyone else before. This was the first time in her short life that she’d ever felt so certain about a decision.
They approached a large, looming structure and she could smell the tell tale indicators of pack lands. "Is this it?" She was in awe, it was like nothing she’d ever seen before. There wasn’t anything like it where she came from, nor had she stumbled upon anything similar in her travels.
