 For Jace/Stefan Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen
Azura slowly settled down into an empty compartment, the little girl was paler than she usually was, and her usually pretty white skin had a slightly yellow tinge to it and her usually bright purple eyes were dull and pained looking..
Ever since her mother had died, Azura had felt numb and everything seemed to be cloaked in darkness.. The last week had been hellish.. Finding out on the street.. The funeral..
Standing in front of her Father, dressed in black as family members tried to console her. She hadn't been sleeping well, or eating much at all, she spent her time locked in her room studying, or in the kitchen, baking.. Trying to perfect the raindrop cake for Jace..
She had a package in her lap containing the cake.. She had intended on giving it to him on the platform, and then let him continue his train ride without her.. But she hadnt wanted to let go of her father, long enough to look for her friend.
She sighed softly as she bit her lip and looked out the window. Maybe she could see if she could find Jace now.. She missed him, and wanted to see him badly. |