..:{ The Arrival }:...

One day, as Kaine was about to go for my morning jog before the customers of my apartment complex were mostly awake, she nearly ran over and tripped over a vase on the front porch. The raven-haired young woman took off the headphones, letting them lay limp around her neck, and picked up the little oddly-shaped vase, bringing it inside and completely forgetting her normal routine.

Kaine, while carrying the large vase up to her room, thought that the pot looked a little Egyptian to her but maybe that was just her little obbesession getting in the way. She gently rested the vase next to her bed, smiling down at it, knowing that there was something, maybe not even all that noticable at the moment, but she knew that something was different and yet exciting.