At least for a little bit. I promise to be back in time for the end of the giveaway. But while I’m gone, it’s still going, and I will check it every now and then on my other blogs.
My family and I will be going to Arizona soon, and other family things, so I can’t be maintaining so many blogs.
A wide smile was spread across the young gypsy girls face as she span, the cheers and whistles of the crowds leading her on as she danced to the beat of her peoples music, eyes gleaming with pleasure as the adrenaline rushed through her veins. The city was one of her favourites, and she shivered slightly as she danced, the shadows of Notre Dame cathedral casted over her as she weaved through the sunlight and the shadows, jumping in her dance.
It was the gypsy’s dance that continued to fascinate and dazzle Ara, as flashes of red skirt and joyful smiles flit in and out of her sight. She had come to the cathedral hoping for some new sketches for her book, but was immediately enthralled by the complicated dance preformed by the gypsy. She mentally counted the kicks and twirls and wondered if she could do so alone. Doubtful as it was.
The gypsy’s dance took her breath away, nonetheless, and she couldn’t help but sport a smile of her own.
Shadows cast through her glacial creation and Elsa stiffened, not expecting there to be people this far north. Fear coursed in her veins like the ice she wouldn’t doubt fueled her very being and with tentative steps she came toward the main chamber.
Her brow creased, but no matter how hard she tried, Ara could not remember seeing this woman. She was sure she would remember seeing, maybe meeting someone who lived in a castle on a mountain.
“I’m looking for someone, and as perceptive as you seem to be, maybe you’ve met her. She’s an older woman, and I tracked her to the mountain. I’m at a loss if where to look from here.”
