CLARKE'S POV
"Where are you originally from,Clarke?"
"I don't know,honestly.When I was created,I obviously knew nothing.And later when I left that place after working with the witches,I never looked back."
"Do you wanna find out?Someday?"
"I don't think so, honestly.What has that city given me anyway?To be honest,Hope,I never really had a home.I never found a home."
"You know,you can find your home in a person too."
"Maybe someday.But if you do want to know something about my origin,when I was sent back from here to lookafter my dear brother Landon,I showed up at Arizona.I mean, appearing again into the world with no trace of your existence is kind of a rebirth, isn't it?So you could call that my birthplace,sort of?"
"Why Arizona, specifically?Why would your father send you there?"
"Oh it was a calculative move too,Landon was there,in some foster home at that time.So obviously my father would send me there."
"Annnnddd he gets more and more evil." I laugh.I can't believe I actually thought of raising this evil.What were you thinking,Clarke?
"You know,actually,if our mental calender is going correctly,today is the day Malivore expelled me out into the real world."
"You're kidding, right?" Why will I be joking about that?
"Clarke,you do realize that if you count your reappearance out of Malivore as a rebirth,TODAY is your birthday!" Hope says excitedly.
"Yeah,I guess?"
"It's your BIRTHDAY! Birthdays are supposed to make people excited?And happy?And ...and..joyful?I'm not the best in this field too but you're worse."
"I never really celebrated occassions or festivals?So I wouldn't know." Her expression changes from excited to sad within a second.I always make her sad and upset with my sob story.Ugh why Clarke?
"If you've never had a birthday,today you will have one."
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•Hope said I'll have a good birthday today but I don't get how.We are in this dark pit trapped for eternity,if we don't find a way to get out.So I don't know HOW she plans on having a birthday here.But again, Hope is amazing,so she can come up with anything if she wants.
"Okay!I'm done with my planning.Now I just need one permission from you." Hope comes back from her long walk she said she needed to "think and plan".
"What permission?"
"You need to allow me to get into your head.I have to show you something." I nod.There's literally nothing in my head that Hope hasn't seen by now during our search for some spell or loophole to get out of here.And I trust her with all of it.
My vision changes and I see myself in a crowded busy street.It's like I am watching myself from a third perspective,watching my own life. The street is full of shops and little stalls.People are dressed up in different costumes and festive clothes marching down the streets.Where am I?What is going on here?
I walk through the crowd and stop at a stall.Some random people greet me and smile at me while passing by.Do I know these people? It's like I'm a completely different person,he is me,but is so much different... maybe happier?He seems happy,smiling and interacting with people.
The band is playing different instruments,trumpets and flutes,violins, saxophones,piccolos,horns etc.
And then I see something marvellous.A few witches perform some spell together and make flowers shed down from the trees onto the parade.The person that is me here walks with the parade clapping and singing along here and there.
I notice in one of the banners, something is written. "Mardi gras".What does it mean?Is that the festival that's going on?
I can sense the theme here is something around purple,green and gold? Because all the costumes and decorations are mostly of these colors.I am wearing a bottle green t-shirt myself.As the parade crosses an alley,someone from beside me asks something about a celebration going on somewhere.I can't hear it because of the music so I ask again."Going to the celebration in the evening?" I look at him cluelessly for a while and then just shake my head. "I'd rather watch the festivals and the art in this street."
As evening starts to fall,the streets get a bit less crowded,maybe because everyone is going to that celebration.I drink a few drinks from one of the stalls and chat a little with some more people.
This street is a mixture of so many things.Art,music, dance and what else.My eye catches a painting and so I go there to get a better view.The guy is painting on a big canvas and a few people are watching him paint.I notice a presence beside me,turning my head in that direction I see a beautiful girl.Her eyes observing the painting with so much attention,her hair falling down flawlessly in slight waves and a hint of smile on her face that says she knows every mystery about this painting.
"What do you see?" She asks without even looking at me.
"A flower that endured rain and storms and whatelse but still ended up blooming beautifully.Yes it lost a petal or two,but that doesn't make it damaged." I say.
"You?" I ask her back.
"I think I disagree with you.I see that it's beyond repair. It's completely ruined."
"You SERIOUSLY need some optimism in your life." I say and she finally turns to my side facing me.
"And I think you just LOVE to see things with a fantasy world imagination."
"What's wrong with fantasy?" I ask defensively.
"Nothing just,living in New Orleans,you don't really need to IMAGINE fantasy, it's right here, everywhere." She says looking around.
"You have a point but,what are we if we don't have a few unrealistic imaginations of our own?" I say and she gives an impressed look.
"I haven't lived here long,just a couple weeks,hardly know anything about this place.But if there's one thing I know,this city is full of mysteries and things you only read about in fantasy."
She nods agreeing to my words,"Take my advice,find a tour guide and visit every bit of this place.New Orleans is worth knowing.ESPECIALLY when it's Mardi Gras."
"About that,what IS Mardi Gras?" Is this something everyone in New Orleans should know about?
"You really didn't do any research,did you?Mardi Gras is New Orlean's most anticipated and most widely celebrated festival.You will see nothing like this anywhere."
"Okay so..how..how about you be my guide for the day?And you can show me around?"
Please don't turn me down,please don't turn me down.
"Me?I...I don't know,I mean wouldn't an actual guide be better?"
"Nope, you'll be perfect for this.Please?Just for a day?"
She takes a deep breath and finally says,"Okay."
"By the way,what did you say your name was?"
She chuckles,"I didn't,bad move."
"Oops,sorry." Embarrassed,I extend my hand forward, "Hi,I'm Ryan Clarke."
She takes my hand and shakes it back,
"Hi,I am Hope Mikaelson."
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Edit in media by me.Imagine this happening for real.
P.S.:Do y'all know Ethan has been added to the cast of Legacies as series regular?Ethan as in,the guy from Mystic Falls High who's the son of the new Sheriff,I guess?(The woman Alaric was almostttt going to date.)Now he'll be seen more in season 3.I wonder what they'll do with his character.Some people actually ship him with Hope because of the little interactions they had in S2?But I honestly don't even remember them talking,it was so less XD .Let me know your thoughts on this.
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