I walk across the Prairie. It is a beautiful sight. Beautiful. I remember learning that word. A synonym for pretty. That is what I remember from years ago. That necklace was beautiful. They were like his eyes. Major's eyes. I firmly believe you are still out there, Major. But my heart will go on nonetheless.
I knock on the front door. My boots becoming steady on the wood, getting read to bow. The door opens. I do not meet the customer's eyes until I have done my curtsy.
"It is a pleasure to meet you,"
I say. It is my duty to greet every costumer the same. I've learned quite well that you should not salute the costumer. That is only for war. I don't understand why, unfortunately.
"If it is your wish, I will travel anywhere to meet your request."
I continue.
I put my right leg in front of the other. I bow down as my prosthetic hands pick up my clothing, and bow.
"I am auto memories doll,"
Before you say your name you were given as a child, you look up and greet the costumer with your eyes.
Cattleya told me that it establishes trust and emotion.
I meet their eyes.
Their green eyes.
They are beautiful.
But even meeting them, I have to finish my greetings.
It is an order.
"Violet Evergarden."
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We Meet Again
FanficThis story continues on from the last episode of Violet Evergarden. It is from Violet's point of view, and this is my first story so ill take any criticism you have.
