Vixen - Jia Lissa - Travelling Alone ✮

Vixen reached across the narrow gap and gently turned Jia’s face back toward the darkening landscape. “That’s the wrong question,” she murmured. “The right one is: what’s our story for tonight? ”

Jia should have been offended. Instead, she felt seen in a way that terrified and thrilled her. She thought of the stage lights, the hollow roar of applause, the way her body belonged to everyone and no one. “Something like that,” she whispered. Vixen - Jia Lissa - Travelling Alone

Jia turned from the window. For the first time in weeks, she looked another woman in the eyes without performing. Without choreographing her expression. “And what’s your story?” Vixen reached across the narrow gap and gently

The compartment door slid open with a hydraulic hiss. the hollow roar of applause