The Logs Of The Flower Maiden

The blue crescent moon hangs low over New Cleveland Ohio. A low hum carries on the air. In unison, every front door to every house slams open.  Violet looks up from the book she was reading as she gets up the heads to the door Violet seems to have gotten a change of clothes and as well as made the mysterious feather into an earring that is placed on her left ear Violet walks to the door and looks outside, curious about a sudden possible gust of wind A man dressed in a black business suit steps out from behind your door. He wears a robin's egg blue botton-up and black slacks. His black shoes are freshly polished. His skin is pale with a slight tinge of blue. He wears sunglasses, even though it's night. His black hair is greased and slicked back. He glares at you silently Violet looks up to the figure with a confused look but notices the tinge of blue and assumes it’s some Naomi, possibly a Blue “Can I help you sir?” She says with a commanding voice, knowing some Naomi can’t be t