Seria Arrives

There was a gentle breeze, that afternoon and quickly approaching the night as the sun hung low, setting on the horizon, and the star overlooked a cityscape where only a few buildings stood. One in particular stood in the same shape as the others, but seemed to give off a certain prideful aura. "The Ace of Spades" The building was named, and there was chatter and loud friendly laughter inside that offset the silence of the world outside where nothing stirred. Just at the door, a young and rather odd looking girl stood squeezing one hand in the other tightly just staring at the door. She had been out there for almost an hour now, too afraid to open them and step inside. She felt so conflicted. Overhead, the breeze caught a leaf from a nearby tree and carried it into a window on the second story. "Wind has more courage than I..." she frowned after speaking to only herself. Fine then, I will be the wind. She braved forward and with her eyes closed barged through the doors, immediately tripping on something inside.