Date: February 16th, 2005
Characters: Sanguini and Narcissa Black Malfoy
Location: Copper Towers/Streets Of Stoatshead (for now)
Status: Private
Summary: An evening walk between two friends.
Completion: Incomplete
(
Angels whisper to a man when he goes for a walk. ~Raymond Inmon )
Sanguini looked at her for a moment, trying to think how to describe all he saw. There was so much. The smells, the sights, the background noise that pervaded his thoughts whenever he traveled through these ruins.
"On the second floor," He gestured to the ruins of a marred staircase in the ruins of his family home, "I always watched the sun rise from my room. My mother scolded me because I never got enough sleep. But when I looked outside, I could smell bread being made in the bakery and hear the sleepy chatter of everyone who was awake at such an hour. The house was large, although certainly not to the extent of the mansions I have seen built in recent times..."
His voice trailed off.
"I am not sure how to show you all I see. I would offer for you to look into my thoughts again, but it seemed to sap your strength too much for you to risk it a second time. I will not have you injured, temporarily or otherwise, when I am here."
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"I worry about your wellbeing, Narcissa, even though I am aware that mortals have more of a tendency to be hurt than my kind. Just because something can happen doesn't change my mind."
He listened to her voice trail off and thought for a moment whether or not he should risk it. He trusted in her opinion that reading his thoughts was only trying when done with Apparation. His fangs dug slightly into his lip.
"If you believe it will not hurt you, you may look into my mind."
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