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Post by Amy Sorel on Oct 24, 2012 13:31:32 GMT
As Zwei was walking in the street offering flowers and questionning women about a girl with green hair, some blond guy was observing him. He had some idea about who that young man was looking for and he asked himself :
Why is that guy looking for a girl with green hair? He doesn’t look like a guard or something… Is he trying to seduce Gisele? And half of Venice’s women? Humm… I don’t think Lord Dampierre would like the presence of that seducer around here… though he doesn’t have the elegance of Le Bello… The boss would easily win in a contest of charm… But why is he looking for Gisele? To arrest her? To seduce her? For something else?
Gisele being part of his gang, Ludovigo felt he had to protect her, his dear partner in crime. He went to the black and white haired young man and asked him :
"Mi scusi Signore, I couldn’t help myself but notice your search for a certain green haired woman. There is not many green haired women in the world… Why are you searching for such a girl?"
Maybe he could have been more subtle but he was not the silvertongue one and he was unable to hide the small threatening tone in his voice.
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Post by Ashlotte Maedel on Oct 26, 2012 15:46:14 GMT
Pyrrha looked upset as she saw her answer had injured Nightmare in some way; she could only watch helplessly as the grotesque claw she remembered from the old Nightmare re-manifested on his arm.
"...Despite my best intentions, I live only to destroy... Farewell, Pyrrha. Should you be lucky, we'll not meet again..."
Before Pyrrha could say anything, Nightmare started to walk away from her, and Pyrrha had a sense she could not stop him from going. Not simply because of her limited strength...something deeper.
It's starting. She thought sadly, watching Nightmare depart. They'll all leave, sooner or later. That's what people do. And then I'll be alone again until Tira comes to take me home.
"I'll remember you." Pyrrha murmured, just loud enough to hear, as Nightmare walked away from her.
"I remember everyone who leaves."
The words didn't stop Nightmare's departure, and the little girl hugged herself, closing her eyes tightly.
"Tira...come find me..." She whispered to nobody, trying not to cry.
Already going fearful in the loneliness of the empty corridor, the little girl turned and rushed blindly away, searching for someone, anyone.
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Post by darkwings13 on Oct 27, 2012 2:26:58 GMT
Despite trying, she couldn't fall asleep. Her worry for Gerhilde and her bird was keeping her up. But because of that, she heard scared whimpers and sniffles from outside her door. Getting up, she lit the candle on her bedside table before smoothly moving along the rich carpet floor and opening the door. "Who's there?"
When she saw tears streaming down Pyrrha's face, she gasped and quickly kneeled before the child and said hastily, "What's wrong? Doesn't something hurt? Are you alright?"
The small girl just looked at her with tearful eyes and Talim said gently, "Ela ma nowei ka, bre naka no heir. (It's alright, the wind is here for you.)" The soothing words of wind's tongue seemed to calm her down, and Talim was glad to see her breathe alittle slower. Patting her on the head, Talim asked, "Pyrrha, do you feel better?"
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Post by Amy Sorel on Oct 31, 2012 22:11:47 GMT
After some hours of walking, Amy found the glowing orb she dreamed of. It was there, floating, waiting for her… So the white-haired girl approached it and observed it. She really felt it was a part of her… She gazed at it for a while until she decided that now that she found it, she should to go back to the house she left.
But… she was now lost… As she walked among the houses, many looked alike and she didn’t remember what the house really looked like. Yet maybe she knew no one there… Maybe she had been abducted and taken there and that was why she remembered nothing, she would have received some hit on the head or something… Yet the people there took care of her… But maybe they had some reason… Yet they probably were her best link to her past… But where were they? Where was that house? This unknown city was so confusing! With canals, bridges and roads… With people speaking some language she knew, but barely… She didn’t come from here…
The sun was rising and people were now opening their shops and going to work, speaking in that language… Maybe Italian… She stopped and listened to some conversation for a while. Yes, it was Italian… Then the people speaking together, two men, suddenly noticed her as she was listening to them with attention. One of the men turned to her an asked her on a sharp tone :
"Cosa vuoi, bambina?"
They were discussing private affairs, they didn’t need a curious girl to listen to their conversations.
"Euh… Désolée…"
And Amy left them. Only when she left, they noticed the strange orb following her. They wondered what it was.
"Che cosa è questo?"
"Oh Mio Dio! Stregoneria!"
Amy then noticed people seemed alarmed by the orb and began pointing their fingers at her, saying it was sorcery. So she quickly took the orb and ran to another place.
Once far enough, she ripped her nightgown much shorter and wrapped the piece she ripped around her orb to hide it and hide the glow. But as she was wrapping, she suddenly had a vision in the orb. The man who was just passing at the end of the road…He was getting trampled by some out of control horse tied to a carriage. And just as she saw it, she suddenly noticed the same carriage coming along the road. Amy was frozen as she observed the carriage with the horse suddenly getting out of control. It seemed it was doing the same thing she just saw… and before she had time to do anything, the horse slammed on the man and trampled him.
Amy stared at the scene as people ran to the man to help him, before she discreetly went away, not really understanding what happened. She decided to hide in some backstreet for now… and to gaze again into that strange orb…
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Post by darkwings13 on Nov 3, 2012 1:34:15 GMT
"Mi scusi Signore, I couldn’t help myself but notice your search for a certain green haired woman. There is not many green haired women in the world… Why are you searching for such a girl?"
"She's my mentor." Zwei slung the basket of flower over his shoulder off-handedly and explained in a polite manner, "I was told to come here and meet up with her. Unfortunately, she didn't really give me a permanent address so I'm stuck looking for her." But then he grinned and said with a hint of amusement, "However, I'm pretty good with tracking so I'm confident I'll find her soon. You didn't see a woman with green hair around did you?"
All of a sudden, a strange feeling swept past Zwei and he looked up at the dark night sky. Without another word, he thrust the basket into the man's arms and said a hasty, "Nice talking to you but I got to go."
He left the crowded town square and walked around with an agitated look. Heading for the slums, he headed down a deserted alleyway before hissing, "Ein!"
A large wolf with cruel violet eyes, sharp fangs, grey fur and deadly metal claws appeared from thin air and it looked at Zwei for direction. Zwei crossed his arms and said, "What have you done now?"
I've done nothing. It's mean to accuse your partner without evidence.
Zwei scoffed. "You're the only thing that's connected to that other world."
His wolf's lips curled into a smile, as if he knew something that his supposed master didn't. Sure I am... now, if that's all, I'll leave.
"Wait. Point me in Talim's direction first."
Ein deftly pointed to the north east before vanishing and Zwei sighed in annoyance before leaving. "That's real helpful. Hate him."
To Zwei's bad luck and Ein's horrible direction pointing, it was morning and he still didn't find Talim. He had just bought a bun at a vendor and was staring up idly at the light blue sky when a loud neighing sound caught his ears and he watched as a carriage rolled towards a man who had frozen still. "Hey! Watch out!"
Zwei dropped the bun and ran to push him out of the way but it was too late as the horses trampled him. "Hey! Hey!" Zwei and a bunch of other men ran forward to help but as he was helping, that same strange feeling swept through him. He turned back to look but he saw nothing out of the ordinary. Pushing aside the feelings for now, he continued helping. [avatar]http://oi48.tinypic.com/34pfl1h.jpg[/avatar]
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Post by Amy Sorel on Nov 3, 2012 1:54:33 GMT
"She's my mentor."
Ludovigo gazed at Zwei with a puzzled look. Huh? Gisele is a mentor? Since when?
"I was told to come here and meet up with her. Unfortunately, she didn't really give me a permanent address so I'm stuck looking for her. However, I'm pretty good with tracking so I'm confident I'll find her soon. You didn't see a woman with green hair around did you?"
"Huh… Hum… no… Huh…"
Zwei’s answer and attitude had completely confused Ludovigo who almost forgot why he addressed this guy. Of course Gisele wouldn't give any adresse… and he would not tell either… Maybe he should talk about it to Gisele before… But as he was thinking, Zwei suddenly told him:
"Nice talking to you but I got to go."
"What?" Said Ludovigo as he grabbed the flower basket in confusion. He still had difficulties believing. Gisele, his mentor? He then decided to pursue the man to know more.
"Hey! Come back!"
But after a while of running, he realized he lost him. Who was that guy? He decided to keep searching for him. Beside he had nothing else to do for now… Maybe talk to Gisele about him, but to be honest, he didn't know where she was actually… If he knew, he could give her the flowers… or not… Since it was not his habit to give flowers… What should he do with them?
"Maybe I loook like a clown with those flowers…"
As he was thinking about this guy searching for Gisele, he suddenly thought while hitting his forehead with the palm of his hand:
"Oh wait! Stupido! What if Gisele was trying to make him believe she was a mentor and it was a scam? Yeah it must be that! Why am I never told about things? But it’s getting late the sun is rising, I’d better sleep. I’m going home… I’ll look for that guy later…"
As he was going throught the backstreets to get to his home, Ludovigo noticed someone lying down on the ground. He thought he noticed another person, a smaller one, standing up at first but it seems not…
"Hey another guy sleeping in the backstreet… He looks pale… Is he dead? Or just drunk?"
Ludovigo went to poke Michael.
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Post by Dark Vampire of Night on Nov 3, 2012 20:37:03 GMT
Michael feeling the poke, grabs the man and his red eyes have a hateful tone to them. Like he had been resting well. "Who are you? A thief? If you are...." Michael grabs his rapier. The infamous Phantom Rapier. His own creation with his own blood and magic. "Then I will sever that arm off." Michael lets out a haunting smirk and his white fangs show. Clearly pissed that a thief would steal from a man while spectral lover put him to sleep.
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Post by darkwings13 on Nov 7, 2012 6:17:39 GMT
'Talim, I'm going for a walk, if anyone wonders where I am. I will not be too long. Maybe an hour or two.'[/size]
Talim got up and opened the door and politely greeted Rock with a warm good morning. She smiled and said, "Don't be gone for too long, breakfast should be eaten together with friends."
When Rock smiled and left, she turned back to the distraught child. With a smile, she picked Pyrrha up in a piggyback and chirped, "Let's go and enjoy my friend's garden. Flowers always smell so sweet in the morning and with the dew drops on them, it's very beautiful Pyrrha."
With that, she headed for the garden and she set Pyrrha down on a garden swing. Sitting beside her, she let her enjoy the quiet morning while the beautiful roses, lilies, lilacs and other flowers sway around them from a gentle morning breeze.
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Post by Amy Sorel on Nov 7, 2012 22:12:58 GMT
Amy still wandered in the big city, completely lost. She thought: I should have gone back to that house… If only I remembered where it was… Yet she still wondered what she was doing at that house and what were her relations with any people in it. Thinking about the bandages that were wrapped thight around her body, she wondered who did that to her: Who wounded her? And why? Maybe the people in the house were helping her by putting bandages but maybe they hurt her then put bandages for some reason, like if they needed her alive… Maybe they abducted her… She had a strange feeling of having beeing abducted… Beside Italy was not her country… and her orb was telling her to go in Germany… for she didn’t know what reason, but she kept seeing a castle that she never saw before but she knew somehow was in Germany.
Yet even if she was impervious to most gazes, she noticed her white hair or her short nightgown were drawing attention. She wouldn’t care but now maybe she had to hide… until she knew what people wanted with her… Maybe she should hide her hair… Maybe she should change and get a longer dress… Amy really didn’t care if it was short, she prefered it but it would only be to look more incognito until she left the city. So Amy went into some place she thought to be a fabric store. Once inside, she was looked at strangely by the seamstress and her husband. The woman went to her and asked :
"You need something, ragazza?"
"Euh… Si… Some new dress and some hat…"
The lady was indeed staring at her hair while taking some fabric to put between her husband’s gaze and Amy’s naked legs. Seeing his wife giving him a mean gaze, the husband went upstairs.
"Alright, which kind of dress?" Continued the seamstress.
"I don’t know… A pretty one. Maybe longer."
"Indeed longer! What were you doing wearing such a short dress in public?"
Noticing it was ripped, the lady quickly asked in worry:
"Were you attacked? Have you told the guards?"
Amy thought about her bandages and her wound, she had been attacked once… but it was not what the lady was talking about. Yet maybe if she have been abducted she should go to the authorities indeed… But they will accuse her of sorcery… and she somehow didn’t trust the city guards… even without her orb and white hair things… She had an hostile feeling toward them…
"Euh… Non. I ripped my dress myself."
"Why?"
"Euh… I needed the… fabric…"
The lady noticed indeed that the rest of the skirt was covering something that the white-haired girl was holding. She wondered what it was but didn’t ask even if she was truly curious about it.
"But you need a longer dress! You can’t walk around dressed like that! It’s improper for a young woman!"
Since it was what she came for, Amy didn’t argue as the lady continued scolding her while beginning to show her some fabric. Yet as she was showing Amy her different fabrics while speaking about ways to make the dress, she also spoke about the price. Amy realized she had no money.
"Euh… You can’t give it to me? For free?"
"What? No, ragazza, of course not! We are a business! We don’t dress every young girls needing clothes for free! You don’t have any money?"
"Non."
"And what is this?"
The woman showed the bundle of clothes Amy was holding, where her orb was hidden in it. The seamstress thought she would finally know what was in it… Amy felt troubled : she didn’t know if she should tell… but then what would she invent instead? So she told the lady :
"It’s an orb. A magical orb. I can see the future in it."
The woman did not seem afraid but mostly excited.
"Really? You’re a seer? Can you see mine?"
"Euh… I’m not a… I can try…"
Amy indeed wondered indeed about what happened last time and since she felt so close to that orb, she wondered if she had some kind of link to it and could see some future. She uncovered the orb that glowed some purple light around the room. After gasping in amazement, the lady quickly asked while whispering:
"Tell me: Is my husband cheating on me? By the way, what is your name?"
Amy was surprised by both the questions. Indeed, she didn’t even know her name… Gazing around to think about something, she kept seeing the violet light from her orb.
"My name is Viola…"
She thought that name was cute. Like a color she liked and like a flower… She then gazed into her orb and wondered if the future would be seen. She did saw some future last time but she did not decide what and when… Maybe she should not have told the woman she could do this… After a while of looking at the woman then concentrating on her orb, on seeing something, she finally saw something indeed and answered the woman.
"Earth smiles at both the sun and the moon."
The woman understood and roared in anger.
"What? Ah! The dirty…! I knew it! He will regret it! He told me he wouldn't do it anymore! And what about my children? Will they be fine? Their health?"
Amy/Viola gazed at the woman once more and began looking into her orb.
"The smallest of the nine stars will lose her shine. Yet after many moons, after it will be almost extinguished, the light shall come back."
The woman was stunned by the prediction as the now self calling Viola was amazed at all that she could tell. How did she knew all this? How could she see all this? She was certain of what she was saying and what it meant… How come? This orb was truly special… She and that orb were truly special together since she felt the connection between both of them. It would not work the same with another… Then the husband got downstairs.
"Laetitia, I’m going out."
"No, no, no, no, no! You’re staying, Romano! The children need you! We must check on our little Bianca! She is beginning to feel sick!"
The lady turned to Viola and told her while giving her some bonnet and a simple skirt but longer.
"Here take this."
She then turned back to her husband and the couple began arguing. Viola thought the future telling session was now over and she should hide her orb now. But before she covered her orb once more, she saw that same black and white haired young man she saw earlier in a vision. He must be important to her… He had some white hair… Maybe he was related to her? Maybe he was her brother? Borrowing some scissors while the couple was still arguing and no one was looking, she quickly cut her hair so they would hide more easily under the woman’s bonnet she got and put on her new skirt. She would throw her cutted hair in the river or something. The skirt was really plain and Viola hoped she would get some better looking dress soon. She was feeling vain about her appearance… She didn’t like to wear plain, dull clothes. But it shall do for now…
She then wondered how to get out of this city and where was Germany. She should ask… but not to this couple… They were busy now… Too preoccupied about her own problems to care about their domestic bickerings, Viola tried to replace some white strand of hair getting out of her bonnet before she went away. She would definitively get rid of that ugly bonnet once out of the city…
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Post by darkwings13 on Nov 8, 2012 3:53:09 GMT
Zwei adjusted his sleeveless shirt and walked out of there once the situation was taken care of the authorities who had come to investigate the incident before declaring that it was an accident. With a emotionless expression, he walked off and continued onward through the bustling city. The morning was bright and people chatted and headed around for their daily errands. Leaping into a boat, he said to the oarsman, "A tour of the city around the canals please." And he handed over the last of his coins.
Instead of sitting down, Zwei stood near the head of the boat and crossed his arms as the boat moved. A cool wind rustled his hair and clothes as the silent sentinel stood there. Less relaxed then before, he stood there and pondered about the strange presence he kept sensing. Out of the corner of his eye, he slowly turned his head and noticed a plainly dressed girl walking away while touching her bonnet. For some reason, time came to a stop as she seemed to notice and also looked his way.
Zwei's sea blue eyes widened slightly when he saw her rose red eyes and before he knew it, a sudden gust of wind blew off her bonnet and it flew towards him. Deftly catching it, he turned back and when he saw the snow white hair, he said to the oarsman, "Take me over there. I need to return her hat."[avatar]http://oi48.tinypic.com/34pfl1h.jpg[/avatar]
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Post by Amy Sorel on Nov 8, 2012 4:40:56 GMT
As Ludovigo was poking him, the man suddenly woke up and grabbed him with some cold and freezed hand while he also opened some hateful red eyes glowing inhumanly and evilly. Ludovigo let go a gasp of fear as he tried to back away. But the man kept gripping tightly his right wrist and adressed him on a threatening and angry tone while taking his rapier:
"Who are you? A thief? If you are.... Then I will sever that arm off."
The rapier had a special feel about it and fear gripped Ludovigo even more as he noticed the man’s sharp fangs. A vampire! Ludovigo’s own demonic sword recognized the Soul Edge energy running in Michael’s body and glowed very faintly. But Ludovigo didn’t notice since he was too busy beeing afraid and trying to free himself from the strong inhuman grip.
After he put all his strength, he finally succeeded to get free but fell down on his back while all the flowers feel on the ground as the basket that was hanging on his other arm was knocked over.
"I’m not a thief! I’m not a thief! If I was a thief I would not have poked you first but slit your throat! I was just wondering if you were alright! I’m a… flower vendor…"
He could not lie to himself that the idea of pickpocketing that man crossed his mind but it was mainly curiosity that drove him to the man.
He quickly got up and turned his back at the vampire as he ran away through the backstreets. He would never walk alone at night again! But it was now morning and that vampire was still awake… Because he awakened him… what a stupid idea! At least, the vampire will probably not pursue him since he will have to hide from the sun… But Ludovigo didn’t dare turn around to see if the vampire was pursuing him; he was only running as fast as he could.
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Post by Dark Vampire of Night on Nov 8, 2012 5:22:41 GMT
Grinning as the so called 'flower vendor' is running away Michael looks at the sun and frowns. "Great.. The damn sun. Why do you have to come out? Go down and don't shine no more." Michael mutters as he puts his hat back on.
"Michael its no big deal. Its just the sun." Jovanna says as she appears again to calm the pale vampire down.
"A big deal?! Its a curse that I have to hide in the dark Jovanna!" Michael calmly yells out. He didn't want to scare the ghostly figure in front of him.
"Its okay Michael. I know how you feel. The sun harms you night dwellers. I wish I can take away the curse." Jovanna says to Michael as she wraps her ghostly arms around Michael's body.
"I'm sorry Jovanna.. I didn't mean to snap like that. Its that I can't walk in the day to chase that ladro down and steal his so called life." The phantom says as he retreats back in the dark so his skin doesn't boil in the rays of the light of hope that humans rely on so much.
"Impium nomine damnare me fortitudine ad proelium hoc soli. Est clade nos nox ambulatories molestiam habeas commercio cum ..."
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Post by Ashlotte Maedel on Nov 10, 2012 6:57:26 GMT
'Talim, I'm going for a walk, if anyone wonders where I am. I will not be too long. Maybe an hour or two.' [/size] Talim got up and opened the door and politely greeted Rock with a warm good morning. She smiled and said, "Don't be gone for too long, breakfast should be eaten together with friends." When Rock smiled and left, she turned back to the distraught child. With a smile, she picked Pyrrha up in a piggyback and chirped, "Let's go and enjoy my friend's garden. Flowers always smell so sweet in the morning and with the dew drops on them, it's very beautiful Pyrrha." With that, she headed for the garden and she set Pyrrha down on a garden swing. Sitting beside her, she let her enjoy the quiet morning while the beautiful roses, lilies, lilacs and other flowers sway around them from a gentle morning breeze.[/quote] It was not Tira or Amy who Pyrrha found first, but the tearful child visibly did relax when she recognized the nice-looking young woman that she'd met when they left the castle. Curiously, Pyrrha cocked her head as Talim spoke words of comfort to her in the priestess's native tongue; Pyrrha did not understand the words she was hearing, and yet meaning arrived in her head, as though whispered. Before Pyrrha could ponder this, the priestess inquired if she was feeling better, and Pyrrha nodded shyly, wiping at her eyes. Pyrrha gave a little squeak of surprise when Talim picked her up, but the girl held on surprisingly tightly, seeming comforted by physical contact after the fear of loneliness had sent her running blindly. It was only with reluctance that Pyrrha let go when Talim put her down in the swing. Still, the little girl began to smile again as she looked out at the garden; Tira had been surprisingly good with animals, but flowers had never interested her. Pyrrha had never seen a beautiful garden like this. A sense that everything was all right, at least for now, settled over Pyrrha, and she leaned gently against Talim. "It's beautiful," She murmured, finally breaking her silence while watching the flowers dance slightly in the wind. "There weren't any flowers at the castle..." In certain parts of Otrheinsberg, not even grass grew, let alone flowers.
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Post by darkwings13 on Nov 10, 2012 20:15:46 GMT
Talim smiled in delight as Pyrrha snuggled against her and looked at the flowers swaying in the breeze. Her friend's garden was truly beautiful... and she was especially in love with the large white lilies that let out a sweet and light fragrance. Petting Pyrrha on the head, Talim replied, "From now on, you'll see many more beautiful things in this world Pyrrha. I promise you, I will find your mother and heal you."
They sat there on the garden swing and enjoyed the early sunshine of the bright sun and Talim closed her eyes in contentment. She treasured these simple but peaceful moments with all her heart, especially since she knew how fragile they can be so she did not want to take them for granted.
After awhile, a maid came and said humbly, "Mi'lady. It's time for breakfast. The food has been prepared and the master wants a word with you. Apparently, three of your friends have left. The one named Ray and the other one named Jan and lastly, the girl with the wound on her back. Oh, and that strange green giant is resting well in one of the spare bedroom but we're hesitant on what we should do with him."
Talim was dismayed to hear that Nightmare and Amy had disappeared. "Did my friend send anyone out to look for them?"
"Yes. We're currently searching around the city."
With a tired nod, Talim picked up Pyrrha and said, "We'll go and look for them after breakfast and I'll get you a new outfit sweetie." As they headed back to the grand manor, Talim looked up at the sky and whispered, "Wind... guide me."
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Post by Amy Sorel on Nov 10, 2012 23:02:39 GMT
Viola was still struggling with her bonnet trying to put back some white hair that always got out. Maybe she didn't cut them short enough… But she didn’t want to have them completely short… They were now only reaching her shoulders and that was short enough. Maybe if she attached them into a bun at the top instead of quickly putting them all into the bonnet, it would be better. Yet she didn’t have any ribbon or things to do this… Maybe she should rip some part of the fabric hiding her orb to tie her hair…
But as she was thinking about this, she suddenly felt observed. She turned her head and noticed the person observing her from a gondola: The young man from her vision! Does he know her? The way he was looking at her…
Viola kept staring at him until suddenly a strong gust of wind blew her bonnet away. She quickly put her hand to stop it but she was too late. Having let go of her wrapped orb to grab her bonnet, she quickly grabbed the package that didn't fall but levitated before anyone noticed.
Meanwhile, her bonnet seemed to have flown near the black and white haired man who swiftly caught it. He then told something to the oarsman and the man rowed toward her.
Viola kept gazing at them coming. She would finally get to meet that man. He may inform her about… herself and the situation maybe… Viola stayed on the side waiting for them to come while hoping no one else would give her trouble for her white hair that were all showing now…
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