shot of joy to a prepared woman, 20.03.2019

the crisp morning air caresses her face. in the pit of her stomach there's a duel between nervousness and excitement. she's ready to step forward and shine brightly, unleashing all that preparation like so many arrows being fired by the Huntress. sharp, she smiles, eager to get it done and done well. in the distance she sees smoke, she knows her scoundrel is up to no good, setting fire at the edges of what she sees. she'll get to him soon enough. after. now she smiles more and the room is lit.