Chapter Two
The clouds bloomed over the high-rise mirror buildings. Crowds of people hustled and bustled around many vendors. Loud noise surrounded the area as the people began to shop at the local vendors for items. Zena sauntered about glancing back at the other vendors and tenderly smiled. A spider-like hair pen sat in her hair as it was winded up into an updo. The clouds moved restlessly over the high-rise buildings as the winds picked up. Zena put her arms in front of her as the winds sped up around her. Her hair pen flew out of her hair as she shielded her face. Many other people around her put their hands over themselves to protect themselves over the gusts of wind. Some items flew up and other vendors reached out to pick up their items.
Zena moved her hands down from her face and
