No Cause to be Awake

Valkyrie's fingers trailed lightly over the jars of sweets down the aisle in the shop, her skin barely skimming the surface of them. It was the colours- all of them loud and screaming for attention. People swarmed around bright colours like bees.

She slipped through the frantic crowd that filled the shop, and into the street outside, desperate for a drink of cold, fresh air.