[Country United States, State: San Francisco, North Beach]
She reached a comfortable altitude, hovering a few meters above the choppy water.
Her gaze swept across the scene - the receding waves revealing jagged rocks where the ocean floor had been momentarily pushed upwards, wisps of steam rising like phantoms from the disturbed water.
There was nothing left.
A soft sigh escaped her lips.
"Haah..."
The playful look had returned to her eyes, but a trace of something else remained. It had been years since she'd felt this… exhilarated. This raw. A tremor coursed through her, not of fear, but of a long-forgotten sensation.
"Well, it looks like that's that." A lazy stretch dispelled the tension.
"Back to the usual then,"
she sighed, a quiet smile touching her lips.
Yet, a restless energy thrummed beneath her words, a restlessness she hadn't felt in a long time.
