XXXXXXXElena Lux
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Elena clutched the invitation in her hand smiling before grabbing her purse and leaving the comfort of her house before heading to the Town Hall. Taking a moment to gather herself, Elena took some deep breaths, while rapping her fingers on the car's steering wheel. Watching some of the town's people trickle in Elena took one last look in the car's mirror, and tucked an out-of-place hair behind her ear before making her way inside.
As she made her way in she was greeted by Ms. Picket. "Welcome on in Elena, I'm glad you were able to make it." she smiled and handed her a numbered ticket. "I hope you enjoy what we have to offer, and the company." Elena smiled back "Thank you." she said while twirling the paper branded with #127 in between her fingers. Elena entered the main room calming her nerves one last time.
Taken aback by the grandiose décor, and the fashion of the people milling about Elena tugged on her jacket suddenly feeling underdressed for this event. As she looked around she found herself staring at two people in the northside of the room. She couldn't help but stare, something about them was drawing her in, how they looked, how they held themselves, or something else entirely. Whatever the reason was Elena shook her head and decided it would be best to leave them as she would be too nervous to add herself into their conversation. She took her mind off them and started to peruse the items up for the auction.
Fidgeting with the rings on her fingers she looked at the tables, nothing catching her eyes yet. Elena had ended making her way to the two people she saw earlier. Trying not to be rude she pretended to look at one of the items, a pair of old ballet slippers while she listened in on the two. Only able to catch one of their names, Olive, before her anxiety got the best of her, she turned down the aisle.
Elena was just about to give up trying to find anything when some sunlight broke through the curtains reflecting off a mirror and hitting her eyes. "Ahh" Elena blinked her eyes and stepped out of the sunray looking at what just blinded her. Elena picked up the brass mirror, it was cold to the touch, but something about it made Elena feel warm inside. She turned it in her hands seeing a hairline crack in the mirror only piqued her interest in the item. She carefully placed the mirror down to pick up the comb it came with. It seemed to fit perfectly in her hand as if it was made for her she ran her hands over the fine-tooth comb smiling. Elena put the comb back down and placed a bid of 265. She winced as she wrote down the number she didn't have much income after the move, but the piece, for some reason was worth it.