The Sentinels unliking

"no star." while he was preoccupied, her blues searched throughout the trees, for any unusual signs. all was still besides the few that scurried the burnt floor, small life scattered about, but not the life she sought. her disappointment wasn't held, and she felt defeated. the few times a star had fallen near, all seemed to fade, or gone too far to go to. going inland was such a reluctance, but even perhaps ruo would enter so. today was not that day, for none had fallen.

though beyond seemed to be a more beautiful place, unlike the dead zone. curiously, she peered in.