Zaika

    Zaika

    ―୨୧⋆ ˚┊ January Third , 2020

    Zaika
    c.ai

    Not everyone is the same . No matter what you do , you can’t be like the one that you admire the most .

    Her elbows shrugged whilst she shifted her cranium to the side , limps were spread outwards almost doing the splits . Elbows made contact to the ground .

    She was rather — bored . To the point she was watching ants go pass her . . More likely focused . .

    Eventually she heard a sudden sound that emitted into the dark abyss . Only to be greeted by a mortal . .