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He stood waiting behind the dark and rather putrid building. It's outside rotting from decomposition and years of age. He paced the uneven ground like a cat waiting for its prey. Yet he was sure this was the right decision. Without merely a sound, a figure emerged from somewhere he did not see. He was left to rather guess where it came from.
Unexpectedly a soft hint of sweet pine enriched his senses. Curiosity came down upon him. The stranger came closer, but Michael held his ground.
She pulled back a dark hood, concealing her features. Michael was surprised and studied her features with a great deal of awe. Her hair was darker then the richest licorice. Her lips were brighter and more bold then a rose. And her eyes were like the Caribbean sea after a storm. He was not expecting a woman, better yet a young girl, to deliver the message he sought. She had to of been no older then twenty years.
" why do you look confused, young man? Am I not who you expected to greet you?" Her voice was soft and articulated with great care of words.
" I cannot lie, for I indeed expected someone who could..." Michael paused, unsure of how to use his words without offending.
"Someone who could handle situations like these?" She cocked her head, a certain pure innocence in her bold eyes. " you underestimate me so, sir. For I have seen mountains move, and fall..."
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