The Paradox (OLD)

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Charlotte woke up in a warm cosy bed. She yawned; it was one of those I really don't want to leave this place sorts of yawn.

She slowly opened her eyes and the first she saw was a blurry figure. When her vision cleared, she saw it was a man; he was in his mid-twenties, black-haired, pale-skinned, eyes violet, big (but not fat, more tall and muscular), over all quite handsome.  Though there was one unmistakable feature, a scar. The scar ran right through his left eye.

The man was reading a book, Charlotte didn't know what it was called, what it could be about or who wrote it, due the fact that it was all written in another language, to her, it was just a lot of strange looking characters, maybe it could be Greek, no, it didn't look like it, Russian maybe, whatever language it was, it was all complete gibberish to her.

"Oh?" the man looked up from his book "Finally, you have awakened" he smiled at her, "I was beginning to consider that you would remain in asleep for much longer."

"Wh-ho are y-you?" Charlotte asked shacking with fear

"I am Vladimir Volkov, and you must be Charlotte Watson, 12 years of age, third daughter and youngest child to Edmond and Christina Watson, from Kent, England, if I am not mistaken."

                Charlotte sat there, gobsmacked, how did he know all that? Not to mention it was all true! She nodded, now twice as fearful

"There is no need to fear, Lenta. I am your friend," he gave her a caring smile.

Charlotte slowly, ever cautiously got out of the bed. 

"How did you know all those things about me?" Charlotte asked

"I just know," Vladimir replied tapping the side of his head.

               Vladimir stood up, he was very tall. So tall that it scared Charlotte into taking a couple of steps backwards. Well, wouldn't you? If a man well over six foot was in front of you, and you were barely five foot.

"Oh? Is there anything bothering you?"

"Well, you're just very tall"

                Vladimir knelt down to her height. "Is that okay?" Charlotte nodded.

"Well, you're going to be staying here for a while, so, I think it's best if you meet the people that also live here."

"Wait a second, where is 'here' exactly?"

"Rus, the capital of Scythia."

Charlotte was confused she had never heard of a Rus and definitely not a Scythia, she had heard of a Russia though.

"Are you Russian?"

"Well, I guess you could say that, I have lived in Rus for the past ten years, but I was born in Robinsberg so I would be a Robinsberger. Personally, I would just say "I'm Scythian"."

"You make my brain hurt!"

                    They heard a loud crashing sound and then a woman shouting furiously "YOU IDIOT! I SAID I WANTED TOMATO SOUP WITH A HINT OF GINGER! THIS IS JUST REGULAR TOMATO SOUP!"

"What was that?" Charlotte asked

"That would be my little sister Marya." Vladimir sighed getting up from his knees.

"Do you want to meet the rest?"

"Well if they're all like that, no!"

Vladimir laughed,"Marya is just like that. Trust me, everyone else is lovely"