Snippet #2419247

The gardens were amongst her favourite places on Terra. They had so much to offer her; a rich tangle of sensory discovery which made her constant pine for sight be forgotten for a short while, which was a rarity. Scents drifted past as she walked, thin soles padding across the stone walkways; familiar to her now as her own soft tones. She found it easy to navigate; years of visiting had accustomed her body to the twists and textures; helping her to build a map as non-physical as can be.

Her cotton-wrapped feet clad in soft leather carried her toward the back end of the café – where she knew they sold the most delicious green tea. Daydreamy thoughts passed through her mind, mostly relatively unimportant things: Where was she going to find herself a new reader? The new girl had no talent for flowing with advanced texts. To employ her as a ward would never do, no matter how sweetly she acted. There was also a monologue to be prepared. A sigh escaped her lips as she passed the small building on the left hand side, fingertips tracing over the weather-worn bricks.

Such thoughts were interrupted when a voice broke the tranquillity. It was not a particularly irate voice, but it lacked relaxed friendliness. Nora could not block out such things, these sounds and tastes and feel were all she had been gifted with, and so her ears trained themselves on the speaker with curiosity. Each step brought her closer. Being so sensitive, she could easily identify the change in dynamics as she approached.

From what she gathered it seemed to be an attempt at consolidation from the other party. A failed attempt, as the male speaker brushed off any emotional connection to a something she was not certain of. This was not so peculiar; it was undoubtedly a man, after all.

Was everyone as nosy as her? She found that hard to believe.

“Privacy is an extremely valuable thing” Nora spoke as she stepped out from the shadow of the café, head turned in the direction she sensed the other person, expression amused.