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"You are right to think that," the silver Sorrow began, letting out an actual silver laugh, "Ennui is definitely not the oldest, and that I know for a fact because I don't believe anyone came before myself, but yes...He is indeed...intriguing, as you put it." By the end of her last words the traces of a chuckle of laughter were gone from her voice and pale face.

She fell silent for a moment, facing forwards as if able to stare into the distance before the fiddling of her companion changed her attention. "Would you like to go inside?" She asked suddenly while she pushed her own self off the bench.

A small "mmhmm" was given as the Sorrow collected her instrument and closed its case with a soft 'click.' She then turned back to Mina and motioned with a side nod towards the dilapitated house directly across the way. "This way."

The house was an old three level thing with white panelled walls whose paint had been yellowed and browned by the sun and had peeled off so completely in certain places that the rotten wood could easily be seen. As Relique led her guest closer, it could be noticed that every window on the first and second floors were either broken or cracked, and when the Sorrow reached for the door, the rotten wood swung open on only one hinge.

"Careful," Relique warned as she stepped in first. A musty odor sat unmoving in the large entry way where leaves and dirt seemed to make up more of the ground then the original wooden flooring.

"Home," she stated simply and then moved through the entry and into a larger room. It was just as dirty as the area they were in previously, but unlike the entry way, this room was much darker and more...musty smelling.

"I live on the third floor, so if you continue to follow me please." Relíque requested; her voice had become softer and more cooing-like rather then its usual chiming. She then went on into the dark, heading for a staircase neither of them could see but was obviously there since a few seconds later Relique's footsteps changed from a crunching dirt sound to that of being on something more solid.

"Make sure you stay near the wall..."

"One or two years," Relique replied as she took hold of the doorknob directly in front of her. "I've stopped paying attention to the years a century ago." With that said she pushed the old door open.

Flicking on the lights, the pair was greeted by a narrow hallway where three to four doors branched off from the sides, and unlike the other two lower floors, this floor already showed that it was literally two points away from being pristine.

The floors were polished oak and partially hidden under a long runner-rug of dark maroon, cream, gold, and dusty rose. The walls were half polished oak slats and cream paint that glowed gold from the old fashioned light fixtures next to each door. The air smelled sweet and fresh and not musty or molding.

The silver Sorrow stepped off to the side to allow Mina entrance before she closed the door, which turned out to be polished and stained on one side. She then proceeded to walk down to the end of the hall, her aim targeted on the last door to the left.

"This way."

Relíqu gave a small laugh as she flicked on the lights in the room. "That's good, since that's what I was going for; I don't want others to know I'm here." On clicking heels she moved into the bedroom.

The floors were stained dark, but glossed to a fine finish and unadorned by rugs of anykind. The walls painted cream, panelled with dark wood mouldings at the top and bottom, and were also unadorned save for the fireplace and twin tall windows. Placed throughout the room were victorian-looking half couches and chairs, along with a few pedistools,stained end tables, and a small desser - all fabric cream colored and all wood stained in the same dark hue. Along the right wall was a large twin fourposted bed, it's frame and skeleton canopy wrought iron and twisted into unique and brilliant designs.


"And yes, I did clean everything up," she added with a small coy smile as she went in further and sat her violin case next to two other intrument cases as the foot of the bed.

"Sit down any where. Would you like anything?"

Relíque had just as soon nodded to Mina's reply before she tossed her head back slightly and let out a chiminf laugh, disregarding any sorrow or sadness the other may have held in her words. "Such a young girl," she chuckled and sat down on the half-couch.

"No, the whole floor's been cleaned. There are four rooms in all."

The Sorrow let her laughter die and a placid look overcame her porcelain features. "You mean you were not as you are now when you were created?" she asked, tilting her head to the side slightly as she steepled her hands in her lap.

She had never heard of that before. parents? She had never had parents.