The tower in the sky.

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I sighed as i finished my painting of Paris.  I looked through the tear of the beautiful  city, and then at my painting, admiring my very own work.   It was beautiful, as i had thought.  I looked up at the clock.  10:30 it read.   I walked up the stairs, until i made it to my library.  I sighed once again.  It was saddening to me that i had no windows in my home.  It would be nice for a change.  I picked up a book, that was labeled, "The Principles of Quantum Mechanics"  By Rosalind Lutece.   The fact that i could open tears through the fabric of the universe made me ponder about things such as the principles of quantum mechanics.  Rosalind Lutece, as i knew from one of her auto biographies, was great scientist in the city that lives in this city.  I was about to open the book, when i paused.   

Wait?  Can i enter any of my tears?

That was my first thought.  I wanted to try it!  It would be better than sitting in this tower all day, right?  

But songbird... he would be worried.  

So instead i did what i planned on doing;  i read that book until noon.  

And of course, the afternoon came fairly quick,  as it does often when you read.  At that moment, i saw the whistles being played.  That meant i would get to see Songbird!  But i would also get food.    So, i ran into my dining room, and sure enough, he had brought me food.  I was about to eat it, but then thought about something.  

I'm always in this tower and i'm never allowed to get my own food... and songbird had stopped me that one time that i tried to go through a tear.  Did that mean he was almost like a warden, a prison guard?

i sighed.  That had to have been why.  Right?  If that was the case, i wasn't gonna love my childhood friend.  I shouldn't like the creature that has been guarding me from the real world.   I ate, while angrily thinking about him.  

I walked over to one of my paintings;  downtown Paris, across from the Eiffel Tower.  Children were in that picture.  I wanted to play with them.   I conjured up enough of my strength to open a tear from my painting.  I looked at it, admired.  

So this is what the outside world looks like...

To me, it was pure beauty.  Birds were chirping, men where painting, women were talking, and children where playing.  I was happy that i knew how to speak French.  I knew that it would come in handy.  So, taking a deep breath, i walked into the tear, knowing that i was going to be a new person when i came back to the tower.



Chapter two!  I will be switching the p.o.v every chapter so... yee.  So, what do you think of this chapter?  Good?  Bad?  Any improvements that need to be made?  Let me know in the comment section!  -Twenty One Endings

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