MEMORIES

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17years ago

Felora POV:

There at the end of the meadow, he is standing with his arms open for me, but the sun is reflecting on his face, but I can see his dark raven hair that shines due to the sunlight and he is wearing a long white shirt, his sleeveless blue vest with gold-threaded design, white pants along with blue knee-length boots and has a sword at his waist ......I keep running and I am almost there I could almost see his face but then I hear...

Drip.....splash....

Drip.....splash....

I suddenly open my eyes and see my stepmother at the end of the bed glaring at me she says ''dreaming about your prince charming? Well keep dreaming cause an ugly and sinful girl like doesn't deserve a happy life ''

There she goes again. Oh, you must be wondering what I am talking about well............

I am Felora Vasilev, the 18-year-old daughter of the most well-known healer of Demeter, Carlos Vasilev known and loved by everyone in town. you might be thinking who my mother,I don't have a mother, my mother passed away when she gave  birth to me and everyone in the family claims it is my fault, my father never directly said it but since the day I was born my aunt took care of me and when she also passed away my father remarried the daughter of the richest trader in town, Valence

 My mother was said to be the most beautiful, kind and compassionate woman in the family, but when she passed away everyone in the family saw me as bad luck. Over the years when they call me bad luck I used to feel sad and depressed but I guess time just numbed the pain away.....

Lost in my thoughts I did not hear Valence call out me, I quickly got dressed in washed out gown and hurried downstairs. Valence threw me the nastiest glare she could and said '' all day you sit in your room, can't you see how much work there is to do! I want you to go into town and buy some meat. Hasn't it been long since we had meat? Well along with that make sure to buy groceries as well, now hurry before rush hour starts.''

As soon as I got out, a strong gush of wind rushed through my face. As there were only weeks left before winter arrives the wind was cold and crisp. I walked through alleys lined with stones while kicking the pebbles

I was passing through Mrs Vincent flower shop when she waved me over through the window '' hello Mrs Vincent what fine morning isn't it! ''. 

She chuckled and said '' Felora darling would you call me Maria please, Mrs. Vincent make me feel old ''. I smiled and said '' now! We don't want pretty Marie to think she is becoming old do we? ''. Both of us laughed at this joke.

She said '' honey I have something for you, it just came and when I saw this I thought of you '' Marie went inside the room, where she stores her flowers in and came out with the most beautiful flower I ever saw..............

The petals of the flower long and slender, with its surface lustrous and smooth and with color that mirrors a lilac gemstone. The middle of the flower-filled with pearls that glimmer under the light of the morning sun. The long and green stem slender and smooth, this flower is a sight for sore eyes. I was so lost in the beauty of a flower that I did not hear Marie speak

'' Oh, dear isn't it a beauty! An old man walking by the street gave it to me and took some coins in exchange he said to 'give to the person who shall appreciate life and its beauty 'your name came to me when he said that ''

I had tears in my eyes whenMarie finished'' oh Marie! Thank you, you are too kind. I would love to chatbut I need to be at the market before rush hour starts'' Marie nods andgestures for me to leave I quickly muttered a bye and left. I was over the moonthought this was the best thing that could happen to me, but was I wrong But good lord was I wrong...............


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