Little Girl : and Her Fantasy [English Version]

Prologue

Author's POV

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That afternoon, the wind was blowing very hard. The trees were moving wildly, dry leaves that have fallen on the ground fly in anywhere in the wind thrust. Gray clouds covered the sky, signaling it will rain soon. Meanwhile, in a gazebo in the back yard are very broad, seen girls aged less than ten years was drawing something. He did not realize that during the sunny day turned into a bit darker. She was too busy doing activities until he forgot the vicinity.

"Alda! Alda!" Call someone from the large and imposing building behind her.

Alda, the girl who was called by a woman aged twenty years it turned to the sound source. The girl was find the figure of a woman during the time he called the 'mother' was running toward the girl place.

"Huftt," the woman sighed. "You know, the mother has been walking around the mansion in order to find you, darling. Where have you been?" The woman asked to her daughter who continued drawing activities.

"I'm here, ma'am," said Alda--with her voice smooth and comfortable--still with his activities since he did it a few minutes ago.

"Well, okay, darling. Now it's time to go back to the mansion, now want to rain, the mother did not want to see you sick due to exposure to rain."

Alda approving with nods to his mother's advice, and he got up from his seat and began to tidy up the place cluttered with drawing tools. Alda's mother held out her hand, and Alda received a helping hand, and they walked toward the mansion with hand in hand. Keyla look glimpse of his beloved daughter, she smiled happy to see only daughter happy.

Inside the mansion, Alda look around. It's has been a regular sight in uncle Mario's mansion, but he was never bored. There will never, perhaps. The inside of the Mansion Diamant (in German, which means Diamond) nuanced gothic, Emero is really like things that smell gothic. At either side of the foyer there is a statue abstract architecture that blends with the wall. The color of the walls were gray, inclined towards black. In this mansion, there is rarely such thing as a statue, so the mansion is fairly simple, but there is a sense of its own interest to look at the sight. On every wall in pairs paintings of people wearing gothic dress British antiquity, such as dresses and such. But the one thing that always makes curious Alda, a sculpture measuring twenty-centimeter pointing toward the barn door reddish brown that looks dull and dusty. Well, he always noticed that statue as it passes through one of the covered walkway to the mansion's backyard. But, well, he was too small to figure out this curiosity. Though a lot of her curiosity to a variety of antiques in the mansion. They've got big room used as a living room by Emero. In comparison to earlier porch, this room is not too nuanced gothic. Well, because Emero wanted to make her guests comfortable at home. Because not everyone is comfortable with views of the gothic.

In the middle of the room, there is a middle-aged man sitting in one of the maroon chair reading the newspaper while prop her feet on a small table in front of him.

"So," the man said without taking his eyes from the newspaper. "You want to go home? Do not want to take Alda to eating something?"

The man lifted his legs and folded the paper and put the paper on the table. He walked towards Keyla and Alda at the far end of the room.

"I guess not, Emero, we have to be quick if you do not want to upset his father took him out for too long,"

Keyla smiled at her brother. Emero see Alda and smiled gently looked at the girl, Keyla started to follow the direction of view Emero and smiled weakly. While Alda Emero just stared coldly and a little smile barely visible.

"Hm," Emero sighed as he shifted his gaze to Keyla. "All right, Keyla, be careful on the road. Do not let you leave your daughter,"

Keyla rolled his eyes and snorted. "I'm not as bad as it was, Emero. Sometimes due to your paranoid that makes you weird,"

Emero just smiled respond to Keyla. Now he is so lazy to disturb his sweet sister. Not like it used to.