"So the rumors were true..." she thought to herself. Her position somewhat back from the boulevard didn't provide a full view of Verad's lawn, but it was enough to bear witness to the roaring flames of an all-too-dubious pyre. Slender shoulders shrugged beneath a long, hooded cloak--the natural accompaniment to a sad-toned sigh.
Lewin had never known her - but, she knew the two had not been so very different. Had not the approaching steps of the censor hastened her own flight from the Towered city? Yet - he had dabbled in the forbidden - and when danger had surrounded him he still sought the spotlight of center stage. He had invited his end, perhaps relished it, and that is where their paths departed.Â
She sighed again - reflecting upon just how much everything had changed since those days in Ishgard. Here she clung, yet, to the shadows. Here she shied away from prying eyes; diverted probing curiosity. How very, very different, than those nights before the adoration of the crowd.Â
She pulled the hood a little tighter, taking one slow step forward. She thought, for just a moment, of what Verad must make of the entire affair. What indeed--she followed with several more, just as slow, light blue eyes drug along the scene in the fenced lawn-unconsciously seeking a sight of the man at the center of it all. The start of another long, quiet walk back to the city center. There the future awaited - in this too, she was different.
Lewin had never known her - but, she knew the two had not been so very different. Had not the approaching steps of the censor hastened her own flight from the Towered city? Yet - he had dabbled in the forbidden - and when danger had surrounded him he still sought the spotlight of center stage. He had invited his end, perhaps relished it, and that is where their paths departed.Â
She sighed again - reflecting upon just how much everything had changed since those days in Ishgard. Here she clung, yet, to the shadows. Here she shied away from prying eyes; diverted probing curiosity. How very, very different, than those nights before the adoration of the crowd.Â
She pulled the hood a little tighter, taking one slow step forward. She thought, for just a moment, of what Verad must make of the entire affair. What indeed--she followed with several more, just as slow, light blue eyes drug along the scene in the fenced lawn-unconsciously seeking a sight of the man at the center of it all. The start of another long, quiet walk back to the city center. There the future awaited - in this too, she was different.
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