An ordinary day.
One more.
However, perhaps not so plain.
Tris was unusually cheerful.
It is really rare for the last time, and every moment of her happiness is something rare and valuable, as some rare gems.
The day was unusually warm for this time of year, almost as if it were summer.
The sun is shining, warm rays illuminate the streets and the people ... So, people are really dressed like it is the summer.
Tris, of course, is no exception.
She put on jeans and a regular shirt with short sleeves so her dark mark which is characteristic for Death Eaters is clearly visible. Usually, with her power she conceals mark, but now she did not want that, even though the people are lookeing with askance at her at every turn. After all, everyone knows what that mark means. In the opinion of the majority, it means that she is one of the bad wizard. Additionally, when you mention her name, that by itself makes all tremble with fear. Because she is Beatris Sophie Greyback, daughter of the famous old man werewolf Fenrir who once fought side by side with Voldemort.
The truth is that she almost does not know her father; once saw him in a dark alley, and that's all. But secretly she envies to him because he had the honor to be with the great wizard like Voldemort was.
She personally for herself does not think she is evil or anything like that. The truth is she does some bad things, but that's all for the greater good. The end justifies the means, does not it?
Anyway, she walked the streets, thinking about the purchase of new heels and with headphones in her ears. Kace will probably roll his eyes again when she come home. A couple of times he criticized her because he think she is too obsessed with shoes, because in his opinion, she will soon have so many shoes that will be able to dress the other every day, until the end of the year. And of course, there are large sums of money she spends. And of course, what the last and worst of all, she's pregnant and he does not wanther to be tired.
Nonsense.
She was thinking about the color of shoes she want to buy, when someone violently slammed into her. It was so strong blow that staggered and almost lost her balance. Maybe she hit first, but it does not matter, the other person is supposed to watch over. She looked angrily at the man who was standing in front of her, maybe five or six years older than her.
"You could watch where you are walking, you know? It's not polite to demolish innocent bystanders," she said coldly and shook her head.
by Beatris Greyback Fri Dec 04, 2015 8:43 pm
