Notes

Starter One.

The feeling of hot sand covering her feet. The calming yet harsh sea breeze such that when she closes her eyes all her whole being swallow into the deep ocean; every problem went away, no more worries at hand. But soon after she opens her eyes it all came back to haunt her in her dreams. Drawn to the grizzling waves she pace closer to it with gaze already flown far away even beyond the horizon. Then she stops, only after the water was up to her knee length, not because of a sudden realization from above or anything but because she herself know that no waves can push her down. Smirking like a complete psychopath, she stood there not fearing the waves let it be the nature of humans.

Starter Two.

Peachy, she valued the deal that the young outstanding entrepreneur that she hate, when tried to propel at her. it almost cut into her. 'Almost' as there just wasn't enough mojo in it. Even if both of them had nothing more to lose. So beneath the unimpressed facade she was putting up, underneath it that tricky witch was planning to scoop everything possible from Erick; because she know that what they wanted, the goal would never be fulfilled so one way or another she wants revenge too even if it wasn't direct.