Snippet #1527172

"It's nice to meet you Ari, I'm Hana."
Ari smiled relieved, she had prepared herself for another let down, another person only seeing her strangeness and not looking beyond at the person within it. Ari's eye's glistened with pride as the pair followed Fate out of the carnage that was once a dinning hall, feeling they had both been brave enough to stand up to the challenge Fate had set them. As they wandered the halls, following the ripple of fabric with their toes, a strange calmness overcame Ari. Her eyes alone were sufficient and she almost forgot that her body even had fingers. Hana's acceptance had magically numbed the nerves that went to those outer extremities. Ari's eyes traveled the walls, the paintings, the crimson carpets a rich Wooden doors with amazement, realizing in some sense by inviting her here, Fate was offering them to her, sharing them with all the children that they might call this place home. It was beautiful.
A gentle voice tickled her ear. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Ari turned to see that Vega had caught up with them. She nodded softly in response to his answer, sending waves of pale blonde, almost grey hair flowing into the air.
"There is no saving of time when faced with a masterpiece, each corner, each shadow begs for understanding and praise." Ari said sure of herself for once, not really looking to the boy as she spoke but caressing the walls lovingly with her gaze. She crept along them, over the floor and they now fell on Fate, expect something, perhaps an insight to the mansions origins. The building in all is beauty was still deeply shrouded with mystery.