She fled through the streets, searching desperately for somewhere to hide, something to protect her from the Fade as it approached. The city was deserted already, the people all having remembered and sheltered themselves from the light that would soon appear and scourge them all. She scrambled around a corner, her dark hair whistling through the air and catching on her face when she turned so abruptly, knocking on doors over and over, trying for that sliver of hope that somebody would let her in.
Why, oh why had she been so caught up eating, focused on the bread left behind in the alley while it'd still been soft. How she hadn't noticed the emptying streets around her, that now she was the only one left beneath the bone-bleached sky, and it was too late now, Too Late TOO LATE TOO LATE-
The world shimmered and disappeared around her, as colors began draining from her sight, leeched away by the scathing white that rippled across the sky in that moment. The girl collapsed, all life drained from her, as the instance passed, and the world returned to its place. The marketplace soon became lively and full of color once more, with no heed to the Blank amongst them, only one more foolish figure of many.
But truly, was she the foolish one here? Left behind in the streets, naught a soul willing to remind her when the bells had began tolling, or was it that nobody had noticed? Too foolish to get indoors, or simply lacking a friendly face to let her in, to shelter from the stars? But there was no difference now, for where once stood a child full of life and facing the world, remained a Blank, an empty canvas the stars had stolen from.
There was no way for the people to determine either, for she was only a waif, a lost child on the streets with nobody to care for her. Unnoticed by the guards, not counted by the census, just a street rat with unknown parentage. She could have been an illegitimate daughter of a noble, or just born to other street rats. She could have been a truly lost child of an Official, or someone fated to grow up and rule the city. Could haves were useless now though, for the stars had taken her future from her, and the city as well, and time did naught but move on.
