Dr. Colbar found himself momentarily startled, his hand frozen mid-air with the delicate porcelain cup of tea, as his gaze fixed upon the trio that had rather abruptly chosen to seat themselves right in front of him. He arched a single eyebrow, a subtle expression of curiosity mingled with a hint of irritation dancing across his features. "And to what occurrence do I owe this disruptive arrival?" Dr. Colbar's voice was calm but tinged with a note of mild exasperation as he lowered his tea, fixing his gaze pointedly on Hester, who seemed undeterred by his demeanor. Carter, seated beside her, attempted to interject, his voice a mere murmur against the backdrop of Hester's unwavering determination. "I told you, dearest. We should go," he implored, but his words were swiftly overridden by Hester's insistence. "What do you know about the stories of strange things in the city?" Hester's voice held a sense of urgency, her eyes alight with a fervent curiosity that seemed to spark in the restaurant. Dr. Colbar found himself momentarily taken aback by her audacity but quickly regained his composure, albeit with a hint of annoyance lingering beneath the surface. "The eerie and unexplainable occurrences in the city?" Dr. Colbar inquired, his tone laced with a faint sense of skepticism as he sought clarification. Hester's grin widened, her excitement palpable in the air as she eagerly confirmed his suspicions. "Precisely," she replied, her voice carrying a sense of satisfaction at having piqued his interest.
"It's nothing short of rampant corruption," Dr. Colbar declared with a blunt tone, punctuating his words with a sip from his porcelain tea cup before he proceeded to elaborate further. "The apparent pillars of society suddenly succumbing to illness and meeting their demise overnight? Merely the manifestation of a corroded system. Take, for instance, the case of the mother whose robust son inexplicably fell ill after consuming supposedly harmless provisions. Little did she know, the bread she innocently traded for was tainted, unwittingly nourishing her child with spoilt sustenance."
Dr. Colbar's voice resonated with a mixture of disdain and resignation as he painted a vivid picture of societal decay, each word meticulously chosen to convey the depth of his disillusionment. With a weary sigh, he set down his tea cup, his gaze momentarily distant as he contemplated the myriad injustices that plagued the world around him.
The reality slowly sunk deep into Hester's mind. This was it. This was the exact reason she should help not only her friend, but this entire place. This fragment of fantasy, a world ripped away from her own. A world she cared so deeply about.
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Beyond The Envy
FantasíaA young woman, Hester Louise was a courageous lady, and her friend, Loui James was timid and quiet, a delicate young lady. These two shared a similar story. Both girls lost one of their parents, and the other was too busy at the bottom of the bottle...
