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Victoria walked around her house in Magnolia, her hair in a tall, perfectly tied ponytail. Today, unlike any other day, she was wearing a simple outfit, that consisted of a black T-Shirt that said ''Salute!'' and white jeans, alongside a pair of higheel leather boots. Her red scarf was, naturally, around her neck, as always. The God Slayer took a book that Caysu had bought to her, apparently a book that was not in its place, and Victoria walked ro rhw second floor, to her majestic Rennaisance-styled library. She opened the massive wooden doors and walked in, looking for a free space to place the book. It appeared that its place was high, too high for her to reach without flying.
Without even thinking it twice, she jumped in the air and hovered up, until she placed the book on its place. Once that was done, she stepped on earth again and walked towards the first floor, hands in her pockets. It was quite a boring day for the Thunder Titania, she had nothing to do. With a sigh she walked towards the living room and sat in front of the piano. It had been quite a few years since she had last played a composition on her piano, but, she was sure that, despite that, she hadn't forgotten it. She placed her fingers on the piano softly, and pressed them down. The sound that left the piano was elegant, beautiful, but quite sad, she thought. She continued moving her fingers around, getting used to the piano once again, until she finally began playing something, a composition she remembered perfectly, because her adoptive mother used to play it non-stop, while she was alive. A smile spread over her face as she continued playing the composition, the sound each time less ans less audible, each time more and more silent, as if it was fading, just like the life of a flower without water, without earth, without anything.
Without even thinking it twice, she jumped in the air and hovered up, until she placed the book on its place. Once that was done, she stepped on earth again and walked towards the first floor, hands in her pockets. It was quite a boring day for the Thunder Titania, she had nothing to do. With a sigh she walked towards the living room and sat in front of the piano. It had been quite a few years since she had last played a composition on her piano, but, she was sure that, despite that, she hadn't forgotten it. She placed her fingers on the piano softly, and pressed them down. The sound that left the piano was elegant, beautiful, but quite sad, she thought. She continued moving her fingers around, getting used to the piano once again, until she finally began playing something, a composition she remembered perfectly, because her adoptive mother used to play it non-stop, while she was alive. A smile spread over her face as she continued playing the composition, the sound each time less ans less audible, each time more and more silent, as if it was fading, just like the life of a flower without water, without earth, without anything.
