all_the_gifts

"What sort of world are you from?" The words are out of Sara's mouth before she can decide if she even wants the answer. Why would she need to wear a mask like that? Why is she so calm about it? She knows, distantly, that she must seem a little annoyed, but it's only because she's indignant on behalf of this little girl she doesn't even know, who seems to be wearing some kind of muzzle.