Confused and dazed, Aya couldn't help but wish for a small escape from her own internal dialogue. Her thoughts and questions were racing, and she could not keep up with the list of unanswered questions that kept popping up in her mind. She was worried because she didn't know anyone in the area, yet her search for answers led her here, to Forks.
As secluded and quiet as it had been since she arrived, she didn't quite understand what this small town could offer in the way of answers, but she would stick to her gut feeling. The Volturi had indeed mentioned Forks, as had the other vampires that had gone to talk to them. There was something here, Aya just didn't know what.
Even though it had been ten years since she had last seen her gracious Volturi hosts, she couldn't shake the memory of the change process and how painful it was. She still wondered who had changed her, and was desperate to find out. She half-guessed that it could have been Aro himself, as he was the first vampire to introduce himself, but Aya also seemed slightly convinced that it made no difference whether he changed her or not. She was lost, and had no recollection of any past events, before being changed.
Sighing and shaking her head, Aya was now becoming desperate for some form of distraction. She remembered the journal she had bought some time ago, and pulled it out of her sack, and scribbled down the questions that entered her mind for later use, or reflection. Slipping the journal back into her bag, she heard a pitter patter on the grass in front of her. Finally a slight distraction!
Rain never bothered Aya, and she really liked the smell and sight of it, so she laid in the middle of the clearing, and threw her coat over her bag to keep it dry. Maybe she'd just lay here for a bit, the clearing seemed to be secluded enough, plus who would want to talk to a complete stranger?
As secluded and quiet as it had been since she arrived, she didn't quite understand what this small town could offer in the way of answers, but she would stick to her gut feeling. The Volturi had indeed mentioned Forks, as had the other vampires that had gone to talk to them. There was something here, Aya just didn't know what.
Even though it had been ten years since she had last seen her gracious Volturi hosts, she couldn't shake the memory of the change process and how painful it was. She still wondered who had changed her, and was desperate to find out. She half-guessed that it could have been Aro himself, as he was the first vampire to introduce himself, but Aya also seemed slightly convinced that it made no difference whether he changed her or not. She was lost, and had no recollection of any past events, before being changed.
Sighing and shaking her head, Aya was now becoming desperate for some form of distraction. She remembered the journal she had bought some time ago, and pulled it out of her sack, and scribbled down the questions that entered her mind for later use, or reflection. Slipping the journal back into her bag, she heard a pitter patter on the grass in front of her. Finally a slight distraction!
Rain never bothered Aya, and she really liked the smell and sight of it, so she laid in the middle of the clearing, and threw her coat over her bag to keep it dry. Maybe she'd just lay here for a bit, the clearing seemed to be secluded enough, plus who would want to talk to a complete stranger?
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Comments: just some random first post xD
Tagged: open to all
Comments: just some random first post xD