Prologue

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(Excuse any typos and grammatic mistakes)

It was a rainy day in a small town of Sanville. Dark clouds gathered together covering the sun, darkening the daylight. The sounds of thunder rumbled in the sky as the rain was pouring hard making patter sounds against the windows. Two friends were racing down the street trying to take shelter from the sudden change of weather. Using their hands to cover their faces and eyes so they could see clear through the rain but so far, they were failing miserably as the rain was blinding them, one that was running faster than the other happened to spot a store along the road and signed her friend to follow her into the building. She pushed the door open rushing in and seconds later her friend followed her shutting the door.

Both were drawing deep breaths while brushing the rain off themselves one stated "Well this was an exciting turn of advance" 
"I told you to bring an umbrella!" Brenda split; her voice laced through with annoyance.

"Why didn't you bring one yourself?" Zoya raised a brow at her friend that appeared annoyed, "Because... I... I forgot and I thought maybe-" Zoya cut Brenda's sentence short by stating "What?" She held her waist "I would remember to bring one?"

Brenda nodded "Hmm, you were like a backup plan..." She sighed "That failed"

Zoya frowned rolling her eyes at her friend's statement "Wow"

"Now I'm all wet!" Brenda pout, looking down at her wet clothes, Zoya chuckled replying with "That's what she said"
Making Brenda scowl at her.

"What is this place?" Zoya questioned starting to pay more attention to their surroundings, Brenda lifted her head looking around "A book shop obviously" She replied with a duh tone, "No shit sherlock" Zoya rolled her eyes as she started to wander around the bookshelves.

"These books look...." Zoya trailed, "Old?" Brenda finished her sentence, "Yes..." She said sounding off-minded, "They look like ancient books..."

"Right?"

"Crystal would have loved this place since she's into dark academe things"
"Too bad she didn't tag along"

Brenda was about to reach out for one of the old books on the shelf when a voice announced, "Can I help you?" stopping her hand mid-way, They both peeked between the shelves to see where the voice came from.
"Oh..." 

"There's someone here" Brenda mumbled, Zoya grimaced looking at the woman who was standing beside what looked like a cashier register.

A middle-aged woman stood beside a cashier register, who was brown in completion and stood in a height of 5,3 to 5,4. She had short black hair with tints of grey. She wore a summer dress that reached her knees. They both turned to each other awkwardly then turned back to her smiling and she smiled back clearly still waiting for their reply.

"Well, Umm?" Brenda murmured, looking around, "well..." she trailed trying to think of something to say, 
"Well?" The woman raised a brow.

"We are here for..." 

"A read!" Zoya chipped in saving Brenda who was stuttering struggling to think of a lie "We are?" Brenda turned to her friend blinking in confusion.  

"Yes!" Zoya declared low-key sending her a signal to look behind where the woman stood, to a sign that said 'WANT TO KNOW YOUR FUTURE? GET A READING TODAY!' On a purple bord with golden stars. 

Brenda opened her mouth in an 'O 'sharp in realization. And turned her gazes back to the woman smiling while nodding at what Zoya had said.

"Yes, we are here for a reading"

The woman stared at them confused with her eyebrow arched but then nodded "Oh okay" she mumbled turning around, "Follow me" she opened the curtains and went through the door and they followed her into a room that was printed in a dark purple lit up with purple lights. The walls were decorated with fake leaves with posters of a woman with three faces and six hands. Four were holding four elements of the earth and one was holding a sword while the other was holding a snake. Pink and purple curtains were hung on the ceiling over a table with a crystal ball on it. And three chairs around the table.  

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