For those who are capable of letting loose of the monster inside and setting aside all humanity, they know that the world will be theirs.
In the Karanase district stood up a home amongst others because of its three floors and the fact that it was located in a relatively commercial area in which the majority of buildings only had one floor. It was made out of rough cobblestone and dark umber wood, some of its exposed surface was painted a creamy white that had been slightly stained with time and the grime of living in a pretty busy area.
The first floor of said home was an atelier of a somewhat famous seamstress ,Anna Rienk, a beautiful thin and elegant woman in her late forties who made gowns for the ladies in Sina. The store was always busy buzzing with people trying on the dresses,buying the merchandise,and speaking animatedly of fashion tendencies and fabrics as well as the town gossip. The atelier had a welcoming and somewhat comforting ambience, the light scent of honey and vanilla could be smelt all over the tranquil store. As a background noise the soft singing voice of a teenage girl could be heard under all the ruckus, she was working diligently on a wedding dress for a very conservative but luxurious wedding in Sina.
Her name was Nina Ebner, and she was meticulously embroidering a fabric on top of a wide table, her hands worked diligently and expertly like she had done the same process a thousand times before.
Nina resembled her mother, Anna Rienk very much, both of them where the same height, around 1,65m (5,4inc) she had her mother's luscious wavy caramel colored hair although her mother had it cut near her chin an Nina sported it long almost to the waist, her straight nose and almond eye shape where very similar to her mother's but her build and eye color were inherited from her father side, it was a beautiful rich brown shade that was framed with defined eyebrows and thick eyelashes and her body although slim held a very womanly shape.
Said girl in spite of having such calm and serene demeanor while she worked, was having an internal fight of what she desired and what her parents wanted for her.
A certain event was going to take place in her life that would decide how she would spend the rest of her living days either being independent, fulfilling her dreams and being in control of her life or succumbing to a life of submissiveness and service to another being.
Her head was suffering of a slight case of a migraine for all the analysis and the weighting down of pros and cons of her future decisions.
She didn't have a choice but to stop working on the embroidery, such small and intricate detail over a prolonged period of time could also be the starting point for her headache but the first more emotional reason seemed to be the one causing it.
-"Where are those herbs, for god's sake where are those herbs... my head is killing me" Nina moaned, because of the pain her vision was compromised and it was even harder to find the herbs for her ailment.
-"Honey, if you want I can prepare them for you!...go lie down on your bed and rest.
You've been working since dawn on the fabric for that dress it would be a miracle if you didn't have a headache by now, i'm wondering how you didn't get it sooner!" a soft voice spoke out of motherly concern.
-"Thanks mom...i feel like i've fell from the third floor head first into the ground and then getting stamped on by the Miller's ( a family that consisted of 4 chubby sons... they loved their baked cream filled goods, there was no denying it). Nina said in a somewhat jokin and serious tone that left her mother smiling.
-"I'll bring it to you in about 10 minutes"
-"Thanks mom"
Nina went out of the working area of the atelier and headed to the entrance that lead to the staircase to the cozy home that took the second and third floor. She climbed the stairs until she reached her simple but agreeable bedroom rambling and muttering things under her breath.
What her mother didn't realise in that moment was the real reason her daughter was having that headache from, it was because she and her father decided it was a great idea to take her out of the Karanase district and send her of to an arranged marriage to a low noble house in Sina with a man that didn't have any interest in what she liked, he didn't have a strong opinion on anything, he was weak minded, had almost cero personality and charisma, was an ugly turd and needed a bag over his head asap...Yes it was that serious, those many years of inbreeding in the same noble family had left them looking pretty umm... remarcable to say the least and not in a good way.
The physical characteristics can be sometimes overlooked if the man is nice and makes an effort to like and enjoy your presence, understand and share interest with you, but no Herbet the Third Crapper and yes he was called Herbet not Herbert… like it would make it any better anyway.
and YES last but not least his last name was Crapper yes like crap, he was freaking fucked since the beginning of his infancy with those names.
-I don't even know how they thought it was a great idea to send me into the unknown with that man... he was expecting me to become almost a slave, his little submissive and obedient little wife commiting in everything, having his deformed children like a breeding mare, preparing him baths... his food and what else cleaning his sorry excuse of an ass ?
i was not going to pay homage to someone that vacuous and dull!.
I understood where my parents came from with the idea of sending me inwards with the whole Shiganshina fiasco but it wouldn't do anything good to my soul yes i'm that romantic i need my family i need my freedom and space, doing what i like and being independent, they were expecting me to forget my homeschooling the fact that i was curious and i liked working in the atelier with mom.
If you looked at it from my parents perspective i was going to be in an inner district with a nice house, but not a home, with a good income, well dressed and well feed what else can can you hope in life RIGHT! that dimwitted alien wasn't even going to let me work, he just wanted me as a trophy wife.
-Nina was in bed thinking and rambling a little while she waited for her mother to bring her the medicine.
My dad,Albert Ebner, met him during a work visit to the military regime officials, he is a great mechanical engineer he has helped design and improve the 3D maneuvering gear the military use an i think he has also used it himself !, i can't imagine my clumsy father engaging in any physically extenuating activity!, Anyhow my father was talking to a noble man that has a spot in the assembly and that obtuse little imbecile appeared out of nowhere and started talking with my dad about how great the king was and simple-minded chat like that and also that he was on the look for a wife and my father very proudly showed him a portrait of my face and apparently he liked it very much and said he wanted to get to know me better...or get in my pants, who knows.
-There was a knock on the open door and Anna could be seen frowning over her angry looking daughter.
-"Here is your medicinal tea…..taking her time to ask...honey why do you seem so angry and tense?
-Awww mom you are a lifesaver thanks!...I'm just thinking things through, i'm kind of tired i think i might just pass dinner, im not feeling that well mom you know all that embroidery the noise and stress of sending everything in time, its just that, dont worry!.
Looking out in the window sipping the hot beverage to comfort and heal my aching mind. Seeing the pedestrians walking through the busy streets of my neighborhood gave me comfort and stability, they were always there and i always liked to imagine who they were, what they liked and invent life stories of them.
Exhaling a long breath of air... the memory of how we met came rushing through my mind.
We met in the marketplace near my home, he was dressed in blue pants a blue cotton shirt and a blue wool blazer, he had blue moccasins with blue socks... a sucker for blue i guess.
I remember having a shock when i first saw him, his balding blond almost white hair was shining almost translucently with the sunlight, his skin was a ghostly pale white like he had never in his life received any sun, you could see the veins underneath his skin; his blue eyes had no luster and well they were dull and almost dead, like dead fish eyes, his lashes and eyebrows were non-existent, his nose was overly big and crooked for his long and thin face he had a double chin even though he was skinny,thin and cracked lips that hid some of the ugliest rotten and yellowing teeth i've ever seen. If he wasn't a picture of health and beauty i don't know what is...sarcasm i hope you note it.
He just keep staring at me almost ogling. He was checking me out in the same manner you would a thing but not like a sensual object of desire, that i can handle, no… he looked at me like i was a frying pan, no desire, no nothing… it went more between the lines of i want to be you, in a creepy way.
I tried conversing with him to know something... what he did for a living, what he enjoyed doing in his free time if he liked reading, music, drawing, exercising, something out of the ordinary but that bastard just stared at me and answered politically correct things he liked the books that were permitted...so dull and boring brimming to the top with fake information as well as stiff music,he just said rehearsed lines, he didn't know anything regarding history or ancient masterpieces of art, scripture and music.
He offered to buy me something from the marketplace whatever i wanted, but i just denied i wasn't feeling the whole thing it was just plain bizarre.
Like Zarah a friend of mine said he lacked spark and a true personality, he was like an automaton.
Sighting and trying to forget about the problem at hand Nina stood up from her bed, calmly entered her white tiled bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face looking at her reflexion in detail she was beautiful woman there was no doubt, rich brown almost green and soulful almond eyes a mole on her left cheekbone that added personality and character, thick lips, oval face an slightly tanned skin and a nice honest smile.
if she ended up having children with that man how would they look like? they most certainly wouldn't resemble her.
Mumuchi her black and yellow eyed cat entered the bathroom in the elegance and mystery only a fat cat like him can muster and went straight for her to get a nice petting, he knew something was wrong with her and came to reassure her.
-"Awww Mumuchi my little fat fur ball who is an ugly little boy!" she picked him up and went straight to bed, the floor creaking softly under the weight of her feet. Since he was picked up he couldn't stop purring loudly to the touch of his friend.
And like that she fell asleep trying to make up her mind about which path she would take.