"As, of your little brain has discovered, your grandpa is in another carriage " Viloet siad, seeing outside the flying leafs that were visible by the window of the carriage, her eyes disrupted by the flashing light of the independent sun. Her hand under her chin, thinking about something that she only she couldn't understand, as her thoughts grew louder and louder, she couldn't bear the itching screams that were killing inside of her torn up heart. She rolled her ayes, getting glimpses of the disappearing leafs that were thrown at her, but she was protected by the shiny mirror that reflected her insecurities. Her ayes directed at jack, like she wishes upon an answer... a forgiveness, a thing that she could have that can make herself love it again, love her choices her pride and her mistakes. But those things that she wanted, the redemption she sought ,were shattered by the look of jacks eyes the eyes of a killer, the eyes of a person that wanted revenge and nothing more. Her eyes wide open, as she sees the rage in his ayes.
"Is there something wrong dear?"
The black haired lady said with a ironic smile, her hands gently touching her shoulder.
"Dear are you alright? You kinda look lost... is evrything okay ?"
As, violet was lost in her unwanted despair, she looks the ironic smile of the black haired lady, and pauses a little bit.
'What is she smiling about' she thought to herself, her ayes devoured by the void of her black unwanted ayes. As she retained her consciousness, her hands moving in the direction of her shoulder, her ayes directed at her soft hands and little fingers that were looking like a protector , but she knew that it was truthful lie that was giving her shallow hopes. Her hands touching the evil fingers that were capturing her desires and expressing an evil attitude.
"I'm fine..can you.. please not touch me "
Her gaze, straight at the lady's ayes like she was ready to put a riffle on her head, the gaze of a killer, something not right she thought, as she looked at her with wide eyes and ironic smile, wondering of what could this moment give her such a smile,' is she...enjoying this?' She thought to herself, her hand pulling slowly the hand of evil down to hell as she proclaimes them to be.
It was a windy day, the carriage protection them from the strong wind that was scratching the horizon with it invisible power, an entity that was there but nowhere to be seen, the leafs that were carried by this unwanted power were forgotten by mother tree, what a sad revelation it was, what a broken rule of nature, it was evil and yet the bitter truth of life.