orphans
09-12-10, 03:59 PM
A clean fall breeze washed through the white hair of the small girl Azza. Instinctively, she reached up quickly and held onto the spots where her budding horns had begun to poke out. Luckily, she had managed to hide it from both Stephanie and Jensen, her adoptive parents, for the time being.
But luck could only carry the girl so far and somewhere in her heart, she knew that some day, they would see. However, delaying the inevitable seemed to be the only thing she should, and could do.
Today would have to be the day. Stephanie had promised to bring her to Underwood today, and being the model mother, she held true to the promise. As they neared the orphanage, the drifting of autumn leaves in the air did little to dampen the greetings received by both Stephanie and Azza.
Mother Holly wanted to hear how life for her former charge has been from Stephanie, and so, the two women went to sit upon the bench by the well. Azza decided that it would be now or never, so after waiting a few minutes, the girl wandered over and informed the two adults that she was going to visit some people in Underwood.
She had always wandered Underwood when selling flowers, and now that she was older (and perhaps wiser), the two women saw no reason why she shouldn't. With a bright smile and a wave, Azza ran off quickly knowing exactly where she wanted to go.
It was a small store at the end of market street that sold clothing from rough work clothing to fine dresses worn at festivals. Azza even remembered delivering flowers once or twice to the owner, but the two had never actually talked.
When she opened the door, the sound of a crisp chime sounded from somewhere within the depth. Right away, Azza found what she wanted: A simple and large straw hat. It was the kind usually worn by field workers to stave the sun off their heads, but also did a convenient job of shading the shoulders.
Picking up the item, she then wandered over to the counter and tip-toed up to peer over it. Seeing and hearing no one yet, she let out a soft, "...hello?"
But luck could only carry the girl so far and somewhere in her heart, she knew that some day, they would see. However, delaying the inevitable seemed to be the only thing she should, and could do.
Today would have to be the day. Stephanie had promised to bring her to Underwood today, and being the model mother, she held true to the promise. As they neared the orphanage, the drifting of autumn leaves in the air did little to dampen the greetings received by both Stephanie and Azza.
Mother Holly wanted to hear how life for her former charge has been from Stephanie, and so, the two women went to sit upon the bench by the well. Azza decided that it would be now or never, so after waiting a few minutes, the girl wandered over and informed the two adults that she was going to visit some people in Underwood.
She had always wandered Underwood when selling flowers, and now that she was older (and perhaps wiser), the two women saw no reason why she shouldn't. With a bright smile and a wave, Azza ran off quickly knowing exactly where she wanted to go.
It was a small store at the end of market street that sold clothing from rough work clothing to fine dresses worn at festivals. Azza even remembered delivering flowers once or twice to the owner, but the two had never actually talked.
When she opened the door, the sound of a crisp chime sounded from somewhere within the depth. Right away, Azza found what she wanted: A simple and large straw hat. It was the kind usually worn by field workers to stave the sun off their heads, but also did a convenient job of shading the shoulders.
Picking up the item, she then wandered over to the counter and tip-toed up to peer over it. Seeing and hearing no one yet, she let out a soft, "...hello?"