Name: Sebastian
Title: savoring your food
Story: Sentient Carnival
Colors: Spilt Ink: 11. You need to spend more time being in awe.
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Village Stage)
Word Count: 228
Rating: G
Warnings: None for this one
Notes: And those are the Carnival witches! I think they have other things up their sleeves as well but this was an introduction me and for you!


Astraia loves running.

She loves dancing and playing and laughing. She loves throwing her hands over her head and spinning until she's so dizzy she can't see straight. She loves secrets by the light of the stars, she loves singing to the tunes that play through the speakers.

She loves running most of all though.

She loves running into people and running away with their time. She loves grabbing them by the hand and pulling them down the midway, getting them to play tag or chase, or anything at all.

She loves making them trip as they run, a skinned knee or a bruised hand all that comes of it but the Carnival being fed all the same. She loves helping them get up and willing them to run once again, because it was only just a little cut, they'll be fine.

And she loves finding those sour faced teenagers who look like they've not spent enough time looking at the stars. She loves grabbing them by the hand, kissing them on the mouth, then running away with their love.

They'll never see it again, never know what it's like to feel overwhelmed with the emotion of pure joy, of love, of wonder.

And she'll keep running, dancing through the Carnival and falling into her sisters arms as they wait for her to come settle again.