08-06-2016, 10:40 AM
All day Claire observed the many expressions of those come to see the Arch with their own eyes. When Claire first craned her neck upwards at its base, she was filled with the same awe and wonder as everyone else. Nobody she noticed left disappointed.
This girl thought it might feel different. What a unique choice of words. Feeling it. Was that a tactile sentiment? Or supernatural one? Was she a witch like Oriena? Marvelous if so!
"Oh I love it. I think it's beautiful. The colors and the statues are incredible. I only wish I had been here when he made it. I've probably watched the recordings twenty times."
Her voice trailed off, pensive. Light beckoned like the sunshine tickling her skin. She didn't submit to it yet, instead she got up and rounded the bench to sit next to the newcomer, glaring at a tourist who thought to beat her to it. One point at the seat she vacated instead redirected them to her previous spot.
"What do you mean you thought it would feel different?"
This girl thought it might feel different. What a unique choice of words. Feeling it. Was that a tactile sentiment? Or supernatural one? Was she a witch like Oriena? Marvelous if so!
"Oh I love it. I think it's beautiful. The colors and the statues are incredible. I only wish I had been here when he made it. I've probably watched the recordings twenty times."
Her voice trailed off, pensive. Light beckoned like the sunshine tickling her skin. She didn't submit to it yet, instead she got up and rounded the bench to sit next to the newcomer, glaring at a tourist who thought to beat her to it. One point at the seat she vacated instead redirected them to her previous spot.
"What do you mean you thought it would feel different?"