A Hazy Sort of Clarity
[One Thousand Club]
Hestia nodded. She then suddenly squealed, pushing past the group and hurrying towards a small gap in the crowd.
A tall, elegant looking girl was trying to keep her head held high as people gawked at her. Her silvery-blond hair was damp, tied into a messy braid, and a wreath of color rested on her head. A strange radiance seemed to come from her. Hestia hugged the girl, squealing something unintelligible, and dragged the surprised-looking girl over to them.
From up close, the girl was actually more breathtaking than from afar. The wreath turned out to be of flowers and vines, and they seemed to be alive. The girl surveyed the group warily. Hermes' jaw was actually dropped.
"Guysguysguys-" Hestia said excitedly, motioning at the girl. "This is one of my best friends! This is Artemis!"
A tall, elegant looking girl was trying to keep her head held high as people gawked at her. Her silvery-blond hair was damp, tied into a messy braid, and a wreath of color rested on her head. A strange radiance seemed to come from her. Hestia hugged the girl, squealing something unintelligible, and dragged the surprised-looking girl over to them.
From up close, the girl was actually more breathtaking than from afar. The wreath turned out to be of flowers and vines, and they seemed to be alive. The girl surveyed the group warily. Hermes' jaw was actually dropped.
"Guysguysguys-" Hestia said excitedly, motioning at the girl. "This is one of my best friends! This is Artemis!"