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- Posted: Mon, 07 Jan 2013 14:57:21 +0000
Going back towards the roof top seem's to the perfect place to relax and to think. It was becoming to be her favorite spot, just as long she doesn't see that demon appearing here.
Thinking back at what Riddick had said made her think about this place and this call faded. At first she thought this was heaven because a place so beautiful can only be heaven then thinking about it more it let her to think that maybe she was in the afterlife, "limbo"she supposed it is call.
Rose lean towards the fence of the rooftop to watch this gorgeous cherry blossom in bloom, she was quite mesmerized by the its color and the way it stood so strong. Back in her other world, when she was alive, the flowers and the trees always tend to look drain, pale of it's color. It was always foggy, the sky was gray and the streets wore full of new buildings and sophisticated people. They wore few beggars here and there, who stood outside asking for a morsel. Rose remember meeting a old begging woman, her hands wore wrinkle, clammy and dirty but even with spec of dirt Rose always love hearing the stories she told while orphan children came to play. It was nice to be surrounded with friendly humble faces, then being put up for display for all who have wealth.
It disgust her jut thinking about it.