Penelope York in Chaos at the Circus
The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialised amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night.
The famous great grandé circus had set up its show for quite some time now. It has been attracting many crowds of kids and adults alike. Laughter and cheers could be heard from everywhere it had seemed like it was a safe haven for fun and activities. Near the entrance walked in a woman who looked young a beautiful, causing all men's eyes to target her.
That woman is Penelope York, a smart, vigilant and ideal woman who looked to be around twenty-five years old. Her hair was black as the midnight sky; her eyes were blue as the rarest diamonds beneath the Earth; her lips were red as a rose b