Polemistés

Markets & Flowers

Vincent;

3:30

I live in the small city of Polemistés.

A quite old-fashioned city, in my opinion. With tree's draping over you wherever you go. The annoying clatters and thuds of the badly built cars, trucks and carriages everywhere you turn. The never ending chatter of the couples at the Market, the yells and calls of the children playing tag around you. A slightly annoying and chaotic city, Yes.

But it's my city nontheless.

As I walk down the road to the Market, I let the sound fill my ears. I allow the air to fill my lungs. I let myself breathe. I've honestly grown fond of my small walks to the Market. It lets me think-Not that I have anything deep or actually important to think about, Polemistés is such an uneventful place, But you know, I'm cool like that.

Mum always insists we go to the Market early at this time of year, Since the Royal Spring Festival is appraoching, The people here go wild whenever anyone mentions the RSF (I call it that for short because I'm too lazy to say the whole name) Since it's the only time of year that the Royal Family come to our small city, There's baked goods being sold, Art being made, Music being played and stories being told around a small camp fire, Of course all that happens after the huge parade, where the Royal family come with these beautiful floats, with flowers, sweets and shiny decorations stuck on the side whilst they wave at us and smile.

Normally all the kids get together and make cards and posters for the Royals. I'm not really into it anymore, But that's probably because I'm 17 and I guess any sense of magic in me has kind of died, I'm not sure-It's probably an age thing. But I always make sure to help with everything - The baking, arts, music, shops. Mum and Belle love the stuff, And they get really happy when I join in, So why not?

I walk around the market stalls and small tents of people selling necklaces and books with sparkly gold pens attached to them. As I finally arrive at Jane's stall, The best stall of course.

"Vincent!"
"Hey Jane," I smile as the elderly woman waves over for me from the inside of her stall. She sells flowers which she grows in her back garden, She has so many different types of flowers I honestly have lost count, either way I only ever come to buy red roses.

"So, The usual?" She asks raising an eyebrow whilst grinning.
"Of course," She wraps a single red rose with baby pink fabric.
"Any plans for the festival? Or will you be staying with your mother and sister as usual?" She asks curiously.

I pause, I never realised what she said was so true. I really don't do anything for the festival. Mum normally goes outside for a while to be polite and wave at the carriages, then she comes back inside and me, her and Belle have dinner, it's a family thing! Either way, it's not like I have many friends to do what most of the other kids my age do, but now that she's mentioned it, maybe I will do something this year!

"I'm not sure, Maybe I'll go see the fireworks, Or join some friends at the camp fire." I respond shyly.
"Well good for you, Love!" She says as she gently passes over the rose.
"I heard the Eldest Princess won't come this year though, strange. Anyways, Have a nice day now!"
"You too!"
And I start jogging home.

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6:15

"I'm home!" I exclaim as I push open the door to my small house, it's isolated from the other houses in the city, on a small road in front of a forest.

"VINCENT!!" I hear Belle scream as she runs towards me and gives me a hug.
"Have you grown? I swear you were way shorter 2 hours ago!" I laugh as my sister has to go on her tiptoes to even wrap her arms around my waist.
"I'm like 5cm taller, Vince!" She says excitedly.
"I agree!"