From Different Angles By Pendragonkuro.
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It was the end of september, the leaves on the trees began turning vibrant shades of gold and red. The willows, surprisingly, had retained their green leaves. It was behind their draping branches that someone was occupying the bath.
It had been a full year since Agatha had been living with Ricardo. She and her children seemed to fit right in with the people of Barcelona. Her children were currently enrolled at the local school house where they had since made quiet a few friends while she herself worked part-time helping Paula, a famliy friend, clean up around her shop.
She recalled all of these thoughts and memories from the bottom of the pool. Agatha lay prostate, hands behind her head, and watched the sunlight from beneath the surface of the pool. She had started this method of meditation a few months ago after she had a stressful day at work and needed time to herself.
Agatha decided to just sink to the bottom of the bath one afternoon. She soon found herself in near silence as she closed her eyes and held her breath. She then made it a habit to take a few minutes out of the day to meditate in this fashion.
She then felt the need for air and slowly stood up and waded back to the edge of the bath and dried herself off and walked back inside.
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Agatha entered the house and into the kitchen to find Ricardo cooking dinner, with the help of her son Skippy of course. It was thanks to Agatha that Ricardo had learned how to cook.
While Skippy helped Ricardo, His older sister and the eldest child, Mary, was currently bottle-feeding little Victor. Meanwhile The second youngest next to Victor, Jane, was playing with her many other siblings.
"Hello dear." said Ricardo as he finished cooking dinner. "Hello honey." Agatha said as she planted a playful peck on his cheek. "I thought I had to wait until after dinner for dessert." Ricardo in response to the kiss. "Come on you two, dinner is ready." said Skippy.
Agatha called the other children over to the dinner table. She then took her seat and after they all said grace they began to eat.
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Somewhere to the far east, a group of warriors were currently marching home after a crushing defeat at the hands of the Sapnish Royal Army. Tens of thousands of soldiers left for the west, but now only a couple of hundreds remained.
They marched through the gates of a dismal looking fortress and up to a building at the center of the walled city. they feared the punishment that awaited them once they set foot inside the throne room.
The doors to the throne room opened wide as the injured phalanx slowly walked upto the throne an they bowed to the one who stood high above them. He was a moniter lizard that stood at a towering eight feet in height and was adorned in many luxurious robes and precious stones.
His name was Emperor Zernol.
"I see that you sad snd sniveling excuses for soldiers have retuned empty-handed." He said as he looked at the remainders of a once proud army and sneered. He then raised his hand and waved it in front of them. In the blink of an eye, his soldiers were engulfed in darkness. Once the darkness died down, the soldiers had vanished without a trace.
Zernol looked down at where his men stood and laughed maniacally before calling for more men to conquer the west.
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Agatha awoke to the sound of her husband snoring loudly. She looked at the sunlight coming through the window and got ready for a new day. She a simple blue one-piece dress and a pair of sandals. She walked down to the kitchen and decided to make herself a quick meal before she left for work.
She closed the door quietly behind her as she made her way down the streets and over to Paula's store, not knowing that her life was about to take another drastic turn.
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To be continued.