Literature
Puff Most Epic Ch. 2 P. 8
Part 8: Circuit Breaker
The forecast called for a very favorable day. The sky was bright, the clouds were lithe and pale, and the wind was cool and slight. Buttercup was unusually calm at that moment, staring through the fissure between the two curtains on the open-air stage. She looked up at the sky, bright and blue; and down at the trees, radiant and green; the people, up and energetic.
And yet there was that lingering feeling in the crowd of uncertainty that she could just barely feel trickling through the crowd and over center stage, nipping at her feet, sending a chill up her spine. What everyone was uncertain about... well, she co