Wasn't the view beautiful?
It took her breath away.
Well, it would if she had any.
Emily hoped the crowd cloaked her figure, making her
invisible and elusive. It was something the one wished for,
the moment that one found itself surrounded by new faces and
places. To dive into the colours of the new and undiscovered
and get lost in them.
Emily's glance glinted, as she watched the performance.
It couldn't be compared with anything she's ever seen before.
The fire-show coul remind the dance of the fireflies in the
obscurity of the whole time being.
It paralyzed Emily and made her plump crimson lips part in
admiration.
What was that place? Who was that magician? So graceful and
mysterious, so elegant and cryptic. Who was he?
And as the show ended up, Emily had a peculiar aftertaste.
She was happy she had a chance to become a part of that event
to enjoy it and to let the rush slid under her dead skin.
However, at the same time, she knew it would never happen to her
again and it delivered her some terrible sorrow.
When everything was over and she felt like it was time
to go, she suddenly felt someone's attention.
She looked up and her cheeks would have become rubicund, if
only she would still be alive.
' Em... Emily, sir.
The night is young,
I guess so . . .
The place I'm from is always
covered with marvelous veil
of deadly night, '
she gave him a soft and somehow mischievous smile.
Emily could barely recognise his tall and imposing figure,
but there was something there...
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