Luna spent most mornings at the park. It's where she found her inspiration. Unlike most people, who's daily ritual was jogging. She liked to take strolls, admiring every little piece of beauty she could. With her pencil to paper sketching all that caught her eye. She stood at the entrance of an old hand crafted bridge, she could hear the wood creek beneath her feet with every slow and steady step she took allowing her mind to wonder freeing it  new perspectives. Mindless walking backwards as she did. 

She wore a long sleeved turtle neck and a snug black and white platted dress on top, it accentuated her every curve. Her supple frame allowing the soft cotton fabric to hug her body assuring her warmth. Something she was happy to have chosen, being that it was much colder than she planned to dress for. Her round Harry potter type glasses framing her face beautifully giving her a slight air of intelligence. Beauty and brains, a deadly combination. Her full pouty lips stained red, her brow forrowed while she focused and sketched frantically. As if not wanting her ideas to escape her.

"Beautiful." she said to herself as passion visibly ate her alive. She focused on the billowing tree that took up most of the park, it stood tall, though the flowers and leaves that were once a vibrant pink and green were now a sad washed out shade of the color that once was. Proving to her that this winter would be a cold one. It was only fall after all. Regardless she kept sketching as the word around he moved at its own pace. However, no matter how hard Luna tried to stay focused, she could still hear the souds of the busy world. She was quite good at detaching herself from reality and simply focusing on her art but today seemed a little off considering that there was a specific sound that kept bringing her back to reality. 

CLICK.CLICK.FLASH. 

Luna let out a soft sigh and took in the enormous tree before turning around to see what that sound was and how it could possibly cause such a distraction. She was usually very visual of her surroundings. She loved to focus on every little detail of life. What made it move forward and backwards, what made it stop.  For some reason today, was not one of those days. She seemed to a bit more erratic. From the moment she woke up to this very second she felt a pull towards something unexplainable. Believing it to be a tow towards needed inspiration. However, this very moment would prove otherwise. Time seemed to have stopped, quite literally. An immovable object meeting an unstoppable force.THUD.

Time then moved forward quickly her body and that of a strangers went barraling through an obvioulsy incorrectly recunstructed post on the hand crafted bridge that creeked every time one took a step. Seconds later both their bodies met the cold water. SPLASH. Luna made haste and stood up, the wind instantly sending chills down her spine. Her straight hair now fell around her face in a long wavy mess. Her eyes marvaled at the brick wall of a man that stood what seemed like meters tall in front of her. The sound of her art work rustling in the wind around them. RUSTLE.

“Oh god! I’m so sorry! Are you alright?” He said, his tone truly apologetic.