252 Silent Greetings

I wasn't present when Irene first brought Sera to live here in her new humble forestry abode. 

From my own experiences with Ash, the mythical and the mystical don't really conform to the real and the contemporary that easily. There were times I wondered how exactly she went about transporting such volatile cargo from point A to point B without an instance of a total nuclear meltdown. 

Well now, I didn't have to wonder anymore, I knew how now. Apparently, there wasn't any need for a big yellow hazard sticker label after all. It seemed the world outside beyond the forest greens has an adverse effect on the cargo, thus rendering any dangers it may present greatly inert. 

Sera walked small, precarious steps the closer we got to the park entrance. Her bright pupils were practically like tiny streaks of golden light with how fast they kept darting towards the everything before her.