Something In Space

The morning sun was bright, its rays streaming through the glass walls of the towering office building. Outside, the air was crisp, and the streets bustled with life as cars honked and people hurried along the sidewalks.

Anastasia stepped out of the sleek black car first, her hand firmly holding Elsa's. The young moon elf's silver hair shimmered in the sunlight, her delicate features glowing with innocence and curiosity. She was, dressed in a simple white dress with tiny lavender embroidery at the hem.

Anastasia, tall and poised, wore a tailored navy-blue blazer paired with a cream blouse and matching trousers. Her deep auburn hair was swept into a neat bun, and she exuded an air of calm authority as she guided Elsa toward the entrance.

As the automatic doors slid open, a cheerful voice greeted them.