I was never meant to live.
Crisp, soft and cold that was what this morning told for it’s story the sun just barely peeking over the edge of the horizon the skies filled with a dance of warm colors. Birds chirped their songs as this crisp cool air would soon heat up in the coming of time but for now the shifting of the bed inside the Silver Moon Inn was all that could be heard. Raising her head from the pillows she had brought into her room Malva with disheveled crimson hair would look around the room sighing and shaking her head. Holding a hand over her chest she would sigh a pit of loneliness filling her as she took a glance to the time noticing she was up at five in the morning. Having left Infinity Hydra to pursue a way to increase her power to match her father's and then succeed them she now lived with the guild Black Rose and yet she could feel the pit in her heart as she missed already the sounds of her father's early morning training and even others too. Even so she had made the choice herself and with a deep breath and a raising of her head she would nod fiercely moving to her rooms bathroom to get ready.
Walking from the Inn she would look around the city its streets mostly empty apart from shop owners and chefs getting prepped for the day. Malva herself had needed clothing that would fit the setting as her attire was limited between midian Kimonos that her father had gotten her and her combat outfit which she did not wear on normal occasions. Her Kimono was white in color adorned with red and orange flame patterns and tied with a pure white silken band, and to her side she had the sword she never left without. Looking from side to side she would continue her move through the city soon noticing the rumbling of her stomach as she would soon head towards a cafe taking a seat in their outside area. As she ate her morning breakfast she would prop her head up with her arm staring into the distance of the city wondering if anyone else was as lonely as she felt this time around.
Walking from the Inn she would look around the city its streets mostly empty apart from shop owners and chefs getting prepped for the day. Malva herself had needed clothing that would fit the setting as her attire was limited between midian Kimonos that her father had gotten her and her combat outfit which she did not wear on normal occasions. Her Kimono was white in color adorned with red and orange flame patterns and tied with a pure white silken band, and to her side she had the sword she never left without. Looking from side to side she would continue her move through the city soon noticing the rumbling of her stomach as she would soon head towards a cafe taking a seat in their outside area. As she ate her morning breakfast she would prop her head up with her arm staring into the distance of the city wondering if anyone else was as lonely as she felt this time around.
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But my life will burn hotter than the sun.
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