You walk into the building, avoiding the glances of others.
You understand completely what they want and you don’t want to get caught up in
their problems. You’ve mingled with them once, and you were completely
disappointed in them.
Money. Power. Money.
These go on in your head and you understand that having one,
earns the other.
You walk within the crowd. You don’t want to leave, even
though you know that these kind of people can destroy you within a snap of
their manicured little fingers. You know that they can, but you also know that
they won’t, for they are cowards and wouldn’t attack on someone, until they
have completely gotten them under their control.
You continue walking, noticing how many people were in the
building. You decide to blend in and eavesdrop on some strangers’
conversations, because you know that there is always a good story when large
masses of people get together.
You press your weight on the wall and laugh inwardly at the
fact that a group of high-class civilians happen to have no intention of
concealing their conversation. You notice that they not speaking in full
sentences.
One of them is named Histrey and you take joy that there is
someone in the world that is cursed with such a name as that. Another one is
named Fram and he appears to be the father of the one they were talking about.
You take note that Fram doesn’t seem to care for his son very well.
You take your leave just as the father says “Not anymore”
and proceed to find another theater to amuse you. You walk slowly, for you know
that you may pick up something realistically ludicrous that it may be enough to
sell.
You hear a rumor about a witch in the neighboring town and
you laugh at them inwardly. You ask yourself how simply shallow people can be
when they are trying to snag lots of attention.
You know that this rumor might have been just a hypothesis a few minutes
ago, about a young girl with black hair, black eyes and a queer mysterious
attitude.
You smile and you know that you will be richer once again.
You walk out of the building, not bothering to look back,
knowing that you have gotten what you want and won’t be coming back for a long,
long time.
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