"Are we out of the woods yet? Are we in the clear yet?..."
Elena Gilbert thought she knew pain, she was not even close. Eudora- a powerful elemental witch- knew pain, she knew loss, mourning and grief better than any other. Her sisters were parts of...
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Eudora blinked, dressed in a fine gown from the period of Stefan and Damon Salvatore. 1864. The dress she wore was a very dark purple, flattering to her skin tone and wide from the waist downward, it was custom made, as would be expected with something like that, you couldn't buy it from the local shop and due to that, it fit her nicely. Her hair was curled and pulled back, a hat perched upon her head and a white sash around her waist. She looked mesmerising but disgruntled as she wondered amongst the crowd of people prepared to partake in the Founders day parade.
"Timberwolves! Timberwolves! Go big red!" the girls cheered in their costumes and Eudora couldn't help but feel that she looked like an idiot, walking among the crowd, people stared at her from all around. The voice of Carol Lockwood frantically organising the events was quick to grab the girls attention.
"No, no, no, This lineup is all wrong" she proclaimed, her voice sounding beyond stressed. "The marching band should be in front of the historical society" she pled with the people that continued to ignore her simple instructions. "Matt, time to get on your float. Looking stunning Eudora."
"Thank you" the witch smiled and approached her half-brother with a smile which he returned. "Well aren't you looking dapper" she beamed.
"Says you" he winked in return, their blonde hair standing out under the sunlight. "Who are you with?"
"Good question" Eudora rolled her eyes." Tyler abandoned me... So, I'm with... Damon" she pointed to the vampire who was standing alongside Stefan not to far away, looking as they would have in their youth. Eudora wouldn't admit it but Damon surely looked much better with curly hair, the idea of the vampire spending the morning curling it made her smile secretly. Stefan of course looked incredible as always and she found herself wishing she could have known him then. What would he have been like?
"Boys, I asked you to put the chairs on the Founder's float." Carol reprimanded behind them.
"Are you alright with that?" Matt inquired.
"I have to be" she smiled in return. "Besides, he's not that bad." her brother did not look convinced. The blonde girl watched Elena walk over to the brothers and took in their expressions of awe at the sight of her. They were both infatuated and it was clear to see, she was certain that Elena knew it too, standing there looking exactly as Katherine would have all that time ago.
"Well hello Miss Allegra" Damon winked, suddenly in front of his partner for the day. "Don't you look stunning."
"You are looking alright yourself Damon" she nodded.
"I can't believe you have been lumped with Damon." Caroline groaned, approaching the trio.
"Cheers Blondie."
"Photos" Bonnie hollered as she approached them and the vampire and witch combo stepped aside to allow Barbie and Ken their photo op. "Say cheese"
"Wait, hide your cast" the girl in the sunny yellow dress urged.
