CALL OF THEWILD
Rose Garden was one of the most magical places Kanix had been at, with street lamps, powered by lacrima, lighting up the streets. A stone path glittered in the light, guiding the pathway of the mage with only the patches of yellow lighting. Buildings towered over her on each side, their ancient structures strong and beautiful, masking the bad with the good. The aura of the place gave it a magical feel, and this was one of the reasons why she loved going here, not just for the shopping. This place was meant for magnificent things to happen, from the lowly miracle of romance to the birthing of new life. Something about Rose Garden screamed out to the woman that it was a place where lovers didn't quarrel, but romanced each other. It was the air of this place that Kanix breathed in and felt all of the wonderful emotions everyone in the town had.
The light clack, clack, clacking of her staff was the only disturbance in the air, where the rest of the world sounded silent. Nothing was more beautiful to Kanix than that of the magical aura of the town, of the singular idea that beautiful things happened here. She would breathe in the air over and over again into deep breaths, so that she could enjoy the magnificence of the city. Why she was here though, she wasn't entirely sure, but something had drawn the youthful mage here. Pausing in her small walk, the shamaness would listen to her surroundings; the hustle and bustle of the people. They would bump past her, push her around, but she would remain standing in the middle of the street. Perhaps it was not the best of places for her to be; however, she had gotten lost in thought by listening to her surroundings.
Maybe it would be kind of someone to help her out of the way, so that people didn't keep pushing her around.
The light clack, clack, clacking of her staff was the only disturbance in the air, where the rest of the world sounded silent. Nothing was more beautiful to Kanix than that of the magical aura of the town, of the singular idea that beautiful things happened here. She would breathe in the air over and over again into deep breaths, so that she could enjoy the magnificence of the city. Why she was here though, she wasn't entirely sure, but something had drawn the youthful mage here. Pausing in her small walk, the shamaness would listen to her surroundings; the hustle and bustle of the people. They would bump past her, push her around, but she would remain standing in the middle of the street. Perhaps it was not the best of places for her to be; however, she had gotten lost in thought by listening to her surroundings.
Maybe it would be kind of someone to help her out of the way, so that people didn't keep pushing her around.
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