[4:08 PM] Deallocate | Hackerman: By all accounts, it was a beautiful evening. The last of the sun's rays were shining down upon the city of Dovania, and there was enough of a slight breeze to send leaves gently fluttering through the air. The scarlet-haired woman who rested on a park bench was doing her best to enjoy the temporary peace and tranquility, especially considering the events that had transpired recently.
Shanoa was wearing a simple white dress with a green trim. Over the past few weeks she had been wearing conventional clothing more and more often, seeking to fit in with the world around her rather than stand out as she had once done. Resting on her lap was a hard-covered book of herbs and remedies which had seen better days. It seemed as if it would crumble away should the slightest impact rock it, prompting Shanoa to hold it gingerly, as one would a child.
But the book wasn't open, and the witch wasn't engrossed in it as per norm. Rather, she was content to rest with her eyes gently closed, soaking in the gentle atmosphere of the park around her. Perhaps her intention had originally been to devote herself to her studies in a peaceful environment. But such a goal was abandoned now in favor of drinking in the smell of the trees and flowers, listening to the birds chirping and children playing.
