Chapter 4: What words are worth
Larten walked into the trailer, his eyes falling on Arra. She stood looking at herself in his mirror. She looked so happy. Then, she frowned looking up at him.
"What is wrong?" He asked. She pointed to her head. He chuckled and nodded, grabbing the sash from on top of the dresser. He tied it around her head. She looked back at the mirror and smiled. It amazed Larten how easily they communicated. He looked at his watch and sighed.
"Well little one, tonight's show begins in one hour, I must prepare for it." She looked at him questioningly. He raised his eyebrow and chuckled.
"We are at a circus my dear, a circus performer has a duty to facinate his or her audience." She looked curious and excited. He realized that she had probably never been to a circus. Her nod confirmed his assumption. "Very well, then how would you like to help me out some day?" She nodded eagerly. "Ok, but you will have to wait, we must practice before getting you up on the stage." She nodded again.
Larten came out of the bathroom. He wore a worn old red suit and cape. He frowned. Need to get a new outfit soon…
He saw Arra sitting on the couch, and went over to pick her up. Together they went out to meet the rest of the circus performers.
Larten watched Arra from a dark corner of the theater. She sat in the fourth row back. (He didn't want her close to the wolf man should it escape) She watched the show with wide eyes, but still never made a sound. When it was his turn, he walked onto the stage calmly. He glanced over at her, and smiled.
He did magic tricks, elementary stuff really, but it got the crowd excited. He pulled out a handful of rose petals from his pocket, and blowing them toward the audience, they turned into butterflies to close his act. Then, he flitted offstage.
Later that night Larten found that Arra's favorite act had been his. She had her hands cupped when he met her after the show. One of the butterflies he'd blown sat in her hand. He sat with her in silence for the most part. He spoke only every once in a while. Though Arra did not speak aloud, Larten knew one thing for sure. She took more value in his words than anyone else ever had.
Authors notes:
Sorry for the short chapter, I was having a bit of writers block. the next one will make up for it! I promise!
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