THE CENTER SHRED

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓃ℯ

Worlds can be uncanny sometimes. Full of upcoming changes and trails. Hence  figures that are human, are born yearly to shine into this world even though they are not stars.

Cabry ies, Cassadras and all the cinderellas captive the world yet from small villages. Cabry is one of them. She gets a paled cinnamon  skin just from her roots. Oh my! What a stunning figure she has. Her fragrance is captivating just like beauty of a ladybug. Her fragrance is of the morning sun and yet she is just an ordinary girl.

Her hands were mostly useful. And, her eyes saw enough to gaze upon the beam and sport the perfect growth of the wheet. Apart from that, her sweat would always make a way out her stunning flesh.
I guess stun can be removed due to hard work.

When she was done with field work, She would do laundry with her tinted  apron all day long. My God! And the witness of the fatigue would hide beneath the fibric.

And it's possible that she is still surrounded by her captivation.

A passerby wouldn't say that she is from the Cary village.  Maybe ask if her echoing voice are birds uninvited so he wouldn't send it away. Her words defined exactly were she comes from hence changes and trails of this upcoming world are uncanny. Including a stunning captivation of a woman living in a small village called Cabry. .

   Her grandmother named her. The name is profound and it inflicted her child's existence.  The golden flower's biggest aspiration is to have a daughter she would cherish , embracing her soft cheeks every dawn until sunrise comes . "And of course, what more of a loving husband who cherishes her beauty? Her grandma's thoughts were as naughty as she was. But what she rightful did is to be true to her grandchild more than life itself even though she lived with her parents.

Bennett and Troy lost Grandma. Truth be told, their daughter's heart was shuttered into pieces: their daughter's dear left the earth because of stubbornness. Her old sickness required her to eat, which is something she hated. Nevertheless, she had to rest in peace in the grave.

Indeed her grandmother treated her life royalty itself. She reminded her of beauty and that it doesn't glitter like gold. Every clock's complete revolution

After that, it followed the time when Bennett and Troy became over protective about their daughter. Maybe it's because she is the only child and that's what he knows best :protecting.

Troy's overprotection became an obsession. He strains his muscles in the King's palace as his rightful servant. Training knights and servants to serve the authority rightful and aligned with the law. It it through daily experience and having a long history with his majesty of Cabry. Through that, he was excellent. So far, he is the only who knows  his king's flaws and strengths. Yet his honour in that same palace was like of a hidden tree.

His daughter grew older, she became the maid of her own home, always living the house spotless. It is surprising how a  greased pot would live her heart to ache.

However, in the evening, reading was the relaxing remedy for her painful body. Indeed it was a  profound resting hobby together with enjoying her family's company.

TROYS HOME

Troy's family was situated seven miles from their current location. All so tiring until they got used to the scent of the mud during a tropical season in return, the path got used to them.

AT least Troy could go to work without any trouble. But very unfortunately, his wife had no stories to share that involve the route. She was a say-at-home mother. With all the terror of not knowing the route, the misery of arthritis included. The knees could no longer reflex and her joints were mostly swollen.