I am afraid of what I'm risking if I follow you Into the unknown
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„– Hercegnő! Mi történik? Mi ez a varázslat? – Ez egy átok, léteznie sem volna szabad, nem tudom, hogy a nővéreim miféle sötét praktikákat használtak, hogy létrehozzák, de már késő bármit is tenni. – Mi fog történni? – Egy másik világban fogunk felébredni. Mi és mindenki, akit elér az átok. Jól figyelj, Tücsök! Nem fogunk emlékezni arra, kik vagyunk, de ha előbb térnek vissza az emlékeid, mint az enyémek, el kell mondanod, ki vagyok! Tudnom kell! Nem bízok a testvéreimben, többé senkiben, csak benned! – Dehát...! Nem volt időm tiltakozni, kérdezősködni vagy tovább értetlenkedni, mert a pulzálás következő hulláma elérte a hercegnőt. Solana köddé vált, a következő hullámban pedig Notus és Boreas is, Calypsoval együtt. A falhoz hátráltam, de a harmadik hullám engem is elért. Mintha elfújták volna a gyertyát, a gondolataim, a félelmeim, az álmaim, a céljaim... minden eltűnt, eltűntem én is, egy teljes pillanatra megszűntem létezni, majd egy új világban ébredtem valaki másként.” – Részlet a Tücsök Tihamér történetéből
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I can’t even express how mad I am right now as the only thing I can do is just hysterically wave my hands next to myself. My keys are gone. Like…GONE! This cannot be happening! Those were the only copies, since I don’t really trust anyone with it. Besides Tristan, he might be a worthy and definitely a wise choice since…you know. My keys just went poof. - Argh, don’t worry about it, they are gone! I gotta contact the landlord of this place so I can replace the lock or something. I doubt he has a spare with him. - I lock my arms in front of be, showing some sass in my attitude. Oh yeah, I am definitely not happy but I won’t be too mad at Tristan because it’s not his fault. Or atleast not completely. After he gives me a little hope by offering his help, my mood seems to brighten. - Are you…sure about this? - I peak over his shoulder as he bends down to the entrance of the sewer. Even from this far I can smell all sorts of disgustment that goes down there. It is not pleasant at all so I raise my head back up. - Oh, yeah, absolutely. - I answer. So I take his bag but what now? Before I could even say anything else, he begins to climb down. My face turns to disgust and worry as I follow his body with my gaze. - If you need some help just…let me know! - I shout after him even though he can hear me loud and clear since he is not that afar. - Just don’t get eaten by the sewer-monster! - or who knows what really lies below our city. I prefer to stay up here where it is clean and I don’t smell like poop. Poor Tristan… He is gonna smell like poop.
My hair was a bit messy when I left the bar. Too many people and too many idiot colleagues I met today, and all of them wanted to talk to me or serve some cocktail. (Of course, it is the better scenario when they just want drinks.) I ruffle my hair to look a bit better after this chaotic day. I guess all I want after this is a hot bath and a mind-numbing movie. Tomorrow it all starts again anyway. But before that, it would be nice to meet with Calista. Last night I had a dream with her… I know, I know! I am a fucking idiot and those jerks at the bar could be more determined than me, but it is not about a one-night adventure. I have feelings for her and I want to make her happy if she is let me. As I walk down the dark street, all I can think about is what I'm going to say to her. Usually she calls me for help and I'm happy to come, but this time I've come on my own. I quicken my pace when I see a female figure in the dim light, and I just hope it's her, not a good-looking, blonde-haired burglar, standing at the door of the beauty salon. I'm not in the mood to fight now. - Hey Cal! I just wanted to see you and... Oh, sorry! - I follow her gaze to the ground. Wonderful! I couldn't have made a worse entrance. - Wait a minute, maybe I can help you. - I bend down and start to look for the key, but when I see it through the sewer grate, I laugh embarrassedly. - Could you grab my bag while I climb down into the sewer? - It's ridiculous that something like this stays with me for work... I don't even wait for his answer, I just take out a screwdriver and work on getting down. But more importantly, I'm getting back as soon as possible. The stench that awaits me is disgusting...
I gathered my keys from the reception counter and turned off all the lights in the shop before I stepped outside. It was a quiet day, not so many people showed their faces on this rainy saturday. Ever since I am taking online orders as well, the physical contact with my customers decreased. Not that I would hate it or anything, it is just…different. I am used to talking to them every single day, selling my product and getting to know their makeup and skin care routine. Unfortunately today I did not have too many interactions with them. I let out a big sigh as I closed the door behind me then I found the right key for the lock. Before I could even push it in the hole I saw a shadow in the corner of my eye. Without even realizing who it was I dropped my keys to the ground and as I turned to the figure I let out a short scream. Then I just blinked a couple times to see the person’s face in the dark. The streetlights gave a horrible help in that, so I really had to squint just to discover my friend’s identity. - Tristan?! - I asked with a confused facial expression, still shocked by his sudden visit. - What are you doing here and…oh my gosh, where are my keys?! - I lift my hair up so I can see the ground better but sadly no shiny metal object is found in my sight. There is no way I lost them! I feel like I am gonna lose my head in any second and the first person who will get all my rage is poor Tristan.
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