24
The Docks
A false sunrise formed on the glass overhead, the sounds of birds chirping emitting from speakers. It was almost like a real morning back home. Sometimes, whenever New Origins decided it was to be spring, they would even send fake cherry blossoms blowing in the wind.
Alice was glad that wasn’t this day, because today she wanted to be focused, not lost to nostalgia or emotions. She didn’t want to think of the time Marick had taken her to Japan to see the cherry blossom festival, how they’d ridden that small sunset dinner cruise boat along the canal between the trees. It had been the perfect evening of magic and mayhem—the mayhem part a thing she didn’t mind thinking about right now.
She’d torn it up that night, and thinking back on moments like that did the opposite of maki
