Moonstone Quarry o, chanda

surprisingly, her accent was not much different from his. the one word, anyway. she leaned further into the 'V' than he did, but the familiarity of it made him smile, and her name revealed broadened the expression further.

i am aditya, he replied. where are you from?

his golden eyes wandered upon her form, captivated. 

sometimes he felt as if he were from a different planet altogether. and when he found one so different, like himself. . .he couldn't help but be entranced.