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The invisible Countess

Sierra d’Arbre stood in front of Emir’s shop in Aaun, the waves behind her gently rocking the boats anchored at the dock. The building was so unfamiliar, something she had seen more than enough to get used to, however she simply couldn’t. The woman turned around and walked over to the edge of the dock, looking down at the water, “How peaceful it must be, to just rock back and forth all day.” She whispered out to herself in what were the last few moments she would have here. Swiftly she turned around and walked into the shop, locking the door behind her and making sure no one was inside.

Time seemed to have stopped for the Hyspian woman, one who did not know many people, nor tried to make friends along the line. Perhaps this was her downfall, her unwillingness to meet new people. If it were not for her husband she would still be nothing to no one, a countess consort no one even knew existed. Estranged from her family, she knew that this sadness too shall pass. Leaving the letters on the table beside her she got on the chair carefully, fixing her dress to make sure there were no kinks and it was presentable. And with one deep breath, she kicked the chair away and…

 

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Upon hearing the news, Colette d'Abbassia frowned. She did not cry, and perhaps she felt a tad guilty that she was unable to have known her step mother well enough to feel that grief. "Je think at least.. she et mama will get along in the Seven Skies... rest well."

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The Husband of the now-deceased Countess, Emir, was still sailing away with his longer-than-expected research venture, as much as he enjoyed time away doing what he loves, he did not know another surprise awaited inside his shop, he clearly seemed he was ready to return home soon, excited to be within his family's arms once more, only to realize that he would be greeted by an old friend that he hasn't seen for a very long time, the cold, bitter, dark shadow called the solitude of sorrow.

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On the other hand, perhaps for the first time in her life Blanca cried for the loss of another human being.

 

"Say it's not true. She's not really dead. She was too young, it wasn't her time why is she dead?" Blanca sobbed in her room upon hearing the news. 

 

"Sierra, I didn't know you were suffering. You could've spoken to me, we were working on things. We were going to be close you and I so... why?" 

 

Somewhere, a de Santos frowns at the news.

"Ma famille, Sierra. I'm so sorry to hear that you're gone. Your husband cared so deeply for you and I wish I'd had the time to get to know you more." Agnes sighed heavily, looking upon her grown children, her husband, and the family around her.

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A teenager forgotten by most cried and sniffled in her room. Her mother was gone with the waves, and she was left alone. Tears danced over her tan cheeks, locks of overgrown white hair hiding her visage. She'd never forget her strong mommy, who had always stood up for her.

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Danielle wasn't old enough to fully understand that her Mother was gone forever.

All she knew was that it hurt a lot to miss her for that long. 

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