When she was a 15 year old girl she was never normal. Now Elderia thinks back 7 years later and realises that this was what she was meant to be. A fortune teller. Many people never take her job seriously, they call it a 'gypsy phase' or a hobby. The truth is she didn't want to be an outcast, she didn't want to be weird, fate chose for her and she couldn't even say a word. She stared longingly into the too old eyes displayed on the mirror. Her eyes watering at the strong frankincense and her sadness buried deep with in her. Her waist jingled as she walked through the curtain to wait for her first customer.
