Velora

Looking around, I feel the soft breeze of the port nip at the tip of my nose, the open skies show difference from what I am use to. My lungs expand with the sense of adventure filling my head as a man steps forward from the crowd of civilians and other adventures. Upon hearing his question she looks towards the sky for an answer hidden within the white fluffs of clouds. “I guess...” I stutter for a quick second, why am I out here? I shake my head and let out a soft jingle of a laugh. “Sorry... I guess I’m out here to find myself, see where my life takes me and claim what I deserve... maybe I should start by getting a roof over my head again... that would be nice.”