by Zoya on June 20th, 2011, 4:19 pm
15th Day of Summer, 511
Zoya sighed as she stretched her back and took her shoes off if only for a moment. She was used to being on her feet all day but today was proving slow and that much harder on her feet. As she went to a back room with her shoes in her hand she heard the bell above her door go off and she sighed. So much for resting my feet. She walked back to the front room slower than usual, almost hoping that whoever it was would just go away. Zoya may have needed the business but right then she couldn't have cared less.
Finally walking into the front room Zoya was greeted by a woman that appeared to be around her age. With her tan skin it was likely that the girl was an Endal. Zoya had to look up at the girl to see her face seeing as she was a good 6-7 inches taller than herself. This probably Endal's fire red hair put Zoya's auburn locks to shame but her eyes were no comparison to her own.
"May I help you?" Zoya finally asked noticing that the girl had not yet seen her. |
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Men fight for freedom, then they begin to accumulate laws to take it away from themselves. ~Author Unknown