Life Line
She rides through life like it�s nothing more than a taxi cab. Her eyes reveal nothing as she turns down crowded roads. An aura around her seems to make her glow with composure. Every dream she has is pushed beyond limits. Fighting the people who stand in her way, she keeps moving on. No need to cross fingers. No point in wasting time. Easily the hours are wasted, like a midnight ride in a taxi cab. There�s nothing stopping her, this she knows. Licking her lips, she waits �till dawn. Quietly, she gets out of the taxi, attempting to haul yet another cab.