Aurore; I don't own any of this, 'cept Cadenza. Believe me, if I did, I wouldn't have to say that I'mmadork that really needs to get out more. But that's beside the point! Onwards! To the Introductory chapter…
Cadenza. That had been her once upon a time name. Her name she had held before she had ran away. Now she was simply that girl. Yes, the one with a once beautiful face, that suffered and became dark with the gloom of a homeless child. If she went back far enough, she could remember a yellow room, sundresses and sweaters, singing and joy. But that was all gone now.
She let a sigh drop from her pink lips softly, as she scolded herself for thinking back, she needed to focus on now, not then, She shook her head, her black hair moving along to the movement of her hair, as the girl slunk through the shadows.
This was her element. The shadows. Do you know how good friends often embrace each other lovingly? As the shadows engulfed her, caressing her thin arms kindly, she almost remembered such an embrace. Her clothing was dark, a navy coloured skirt that reached her ankles, it was patched clumsily were the seams had ripped, and a black sweatshirt, that clung to the girls to thin frame. She wore no shoes. She fit right in with the darkness of the allies.
She fingered her blacker choker necklace as she slipped soundlessly around, looking for a decent nights lodging. And that's when she saw a boy about her age, with a mask on his face, heading toward an abandoned theatre.
