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Trinity
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Trinity was an exceptionally innocent soul, almost in spite of all the terrible things that had happened to her in her youth. She constantly radiated with joy and compassion, and almost always had a smile on her face. However, her strange childhood left her with an odd sense of sociability. She didn’t exactly understand the concept of personal bubbles, nor was she afraid to touch people that she considered friendly. Gestures of romance were often misinterpreted by her as things that friends simply did with one another: hugging, holding hands… hell, even kissing to an extent. She was only recently starting to have some exposure to things like flirting, and it often took her a bit to catch on to that unless someone was being really overt about it.
So when Nat shifted his grip to hold her hand with more surety, she simply let him without thinking twice about it. He instructed her to stay close so they wouldn’t lose one another and she nodded, grinning up at him with excitement about trying the maze. They got lost a number of times, but it was all part of the fun. If she had gone in by herself it might have made her a bit nervous, but with Nat there she wasn’t alone so she wasn’t afraid. Eventually they managed to find their way out, and waiting at the other end of the maze was a lush pumpkin patch full of beautiful, ripe pumpkins ready to be picked!
Easily distracted, Trinity wandered over to the patch where other people were selecting some of the fruits and observed them until she noticed a sign. Apparently, these pumpkins were free to pick and able to be used as entrance to a party where the hosts would be using the gourds to make treats! She did love sweets, and she wasn’t sure if she’d ever had something made with pumpkin before. Pulling her iLac back out, she typed up a message for Nathaniel. “Do you want to pick a pumpkin?” After all, they were both here together now, so she couldn’t just keep dragging him along to all the things she wanted to do.
Once he gave an indication that he wouldn’t mind a little harvesting, she would set off with him in the patch to find the perfect gourd. Since she’d never done this before, she would rely heavily on Nat helping her make sure they picked a good one that was actually ripe. While they were in the middle of trying to cut one from its stem, however, something peculiar happened. A countless number of crows swooped down from the trees at the same time, cawing like mad and trying to peck and scratch at everyone they could reach. Many people dropped their pumpkins in fright and ran screaming from the patch.
Trinity, on the other hand, froze in fear. With a shriek she had dropped to her knees, hunched over with her hands covering her head while the avians terrorized her and many others that hadn’t managed to get out of the way yet.
So when Nat shifted his grip to hold her hand with more surety, she simply let him without thinking twice about it. He instructed her to stay close so they wouldn’t lose one another and she nodded, grinning up at him with excitement about trying the maze. They got lost a number of times, but it was all part of the fun. If she had gone in by herself it might have made her a bit nervous, but with Nat there she wasn’t alone so she wasn’t afraid. Eventually they managed to find their way out, and waiting at the other end of the maze was a lush pumpkin patch full of beautiful, ripe pumpkins ready to be picked!
Easily distracted, Trinity wandered over to the patch where other people were selecting some of the fruits and observed them until she noticed a sign. Apparently, these pumpkins were free to pick and able to be used as entrance to a party where the hosts would be using the gourds to make treats! She did love sweets, and she wasn’t sure if she’d ever had something made with pumpkin before. Pulling her iLac back out, she typed up a message for Nathaniel. “Do you want to pick a pumpkin?” After all, they were both here together now, so she couldn’t just keep dragging him along to all the things she wanted to do.
Once he gave an indication that he wouldn’t mind a little harvesting, she would set off with him in the patch to find the perfect gourd. Since she’d never done this before, she would rely heavily on Nat helping her make sure they picked a good one that was actually ripe. While they were in the middle of trying to cut one from its stem, however, something peculiar happened. A countless number of crows swooped down from the trees at the same time, cawing like mad and trying to peck and scratch at everyone they could reach. Many people dropped their pumpkins in fright and ran screaming from the patch.
Trinity, on the other hand, froze in fear. With a shriek she had dropped to her knees, hunched over with her hands covering her head while the avians terrorized her and many others that hadn’t managed to get out of the way yet.
Please forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.
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