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 Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 11:47 pm
Soren E. Rasmussen
Moving with deft, almost silent steps down the winding cobbled streets until making it to the market. He was there to purchase the previous night's leftovers from various vendors; meats, cheese, beer and wine, and of course bread. As he perused the market, haggling with the still groggy merchants, he caught a rather wonderful sight this morning. Only a passing glance he had, but the woman was stunningly beautiful, her piercing green eyes especially wonderous, she passed without incident and he continued his morning ritual. Loading up all he could carry - he made a great deal this morning because he bought in bulk. [Next part is posted in the Slums]
“A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 12:51 am
[{I'm gonna make this pretty later. Sorry!}]
The woman moved across the street with ease, looking as if she were floating. Today she wore a robe and a dress that was easy to move in, a pastel lime green outer shell, while the inner robe was an off white. She had gone to the market for some flowers, while she did have flowers in her own garden, certain flowers were unable to grow there due to its incompatibility with other plants.
These specific flowers were going to be used in her newest experiment. Virility.
That was when she saw a taller man at a stall just a bit a way, to her, he seemed lonely. If not handsome. But her attention was taken when children came running to her. "Auntie!" they all yelled, happy to see that she came to the market. After this little event, she left to the slums were she had to grab more items and visit a few patients.
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