maple's writing cove

i like writing so i'll write here sometimes c:

Kastielle waited. She stared. Searching of something. Something... Something... What was that thing? Was it important? In Kastielle's eyes, yes. That thing was very important. Kastielle waited as the sky turned black, the only thing lighting up the universe was the twinkly stars. Kastielle's eyes sparked. She found it. The kettle beeped, Kastielle poured the hot water into a mug with a tea bag in it. She watched the pink colour bleed through the water. The tea was taken back to the windowsill. Kastielle had found what she was looking for.