My meeting with this female could be described as just an interlude, nothing more. Honestly, sitting down with parents and looking to one another, hardly allowed to speak..how is that interesting? Though if given the chance under the laws and rules of society and the civilisation of this time there is no way that I could speak anything of interest.

I grow frustrated and tiresome with this. Something so bland, everyday life, just an endless repetitive ritual. I am supposedly looked up to, say my parents, however it is not me really...because everything I have done is what my parents have told me to do or planned for me, nothing I can think of is of my own accord. I simply find life boring.

Where is the taint in reality, or the breeze in the air? I find none.

As I now lay in my bed my thoughts run on..as they always do. I feel so..out of place. With a sigh I sat up and glanced out of my window. The clear but dark blue tinted colour engulfed the world. Darkness.. night. The moon was shining though, I could see a silver orb outside so well. The light streamed in through my window, creating a silver shadow along the wall.

I slipped out of bed and grabbed a long tailed coat, soon placing on some foot wear, sneaking out of my room, and down the hallway again.

I felt a small ounce of relief as I exited the back doors to the castle and slipped into the mass of trees. Some rebellion, even if it was so simple as to sneak out at night when all should be in slumber. My surroundings grew darker and denser as I walked on through the nature, the canopy provided much shadow in this dark, which only increased the lack of light, it was hard to see and I stumbled, letting out a giggle at my own fault. I brought up my hand and pressed my fingertips to my lips to shush me.

Why did I instinctively giggle? If looks could kill, i would be dead by now, the first time I made such a feminine gesture and noise of laughter my father gave me the most chilling look he could muster. I was sure i would have gotten a beating if I ever did such a thing again.

Though I may be wild...I do have brains and avoid being so out of place in public.

In what seemed to be a response to my giggle, I heard an exhale. This forest was deadly silent..and so I could hear that. I snapped my head to the side, eyes wide to see who made this noise and where he or she was. Dear god let it be Juka following me again.

"Up." Heard a calm tone, and a quite voice...some what...dark but it didn't sound untrustworthy. It was definitely a males voice. I didn't respond and decided to go against my gut and walk on, yet as I took a step I felt a hand take mine and gasped as there was either more people..or he has moved very very quickly.

"Sir?" I felt my voice tremble in uncertainty. Unlike most males I did not have confidence or wish for power and strength...I acted with fear it seemed. I turned my head and gasped at the sight. I blinked. A slight hint of fear flickered inside of me..however most of all...I found myself intrigued...

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A being with..silver hair...different coloured eyes and...makeup..in strange...demonic maybe satanic symbols? Such a thing was more of an outcast to every inch of society! Was I to be dragged to hell or something? By this ..unmentionable creature...

"Fear? Do not fear me." I blinked again as he spoke. He bowed his head and let go of my hand, leaving me stood bewildered, watching him. So unsure as to how to feel or what to think. "My name is Hora. I wish to walk with you."

My head nodded mechanically, without me wishing to do so. My mind told me to be afraid but my heart had already set itself on trusting this figure. No doubt about it, if I was caught conversing with such a person, I would be burnt and accused of doing devils work.

"My name is Hora," I smiled slightly to myself, how peculiar he was. Currently he was seeming to have a conversation with me when i was not saying a thing..just he picked information up from my gesture and movement...how...different. Definitely someone I should stay clear of...

Yet I would not leave I continued to walk with him. My father would freak is he even heard of such a person as this Hora.

"Why are you here..?" I asked somewhat softly..surprised at how feminine my voice suddenly sounded and I found myself blushing at it. Oh I was going to get cursed or something. However he smiled. "I was sent here."

"Sent?" Oh there was a story to his appearance?

"Yes, sent. I was sent to look for you in particular." I took a silent intake of breath. By who? Why? I looked to him as we carried on stepping forward in time with each other. "There is no negativity, please do not worry. I am quite fortunate to have found you here tonight...what are you doing out so late?" He asked with some kind of sneer. Nothing so harsh though.

"Oh. I could not sleep." I was telling the truth..,.just not the whole story. The sound of an owls hoot filled the silence beyond our conversation and I smiled looking in the direction to see a pair of large orange eyes glowing in the small light. Hora followed my gaze and with that the bird flew off.

He was giving off such negative hints and signs, anyone in their sane mind should fear him...does that mean that I belong in je category of 'insanity'. It wouldn't suprise me.

"Life is boring for you." I gave a small nod, again astonished as to how he knew such things, how he could just state it so simply, no tone in his voice. Who was he? "Let's sort that problem out then."

I raised an eyebrow and opened my mouth to speak, to ask him what he was talking about now, what was to next happen yet he spoke over me. "Sleep. You will need it." And then he walked away... vanishing in the night, without the echo of footsteps. I was left bewildered.