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Eva heard the girl before she saw her. Raising her head, Eva straightened up as her eyes flickered over to the slowly approaching figure. A short, petite girl with a well-toned body, and beautiful white hair, she seemed to blend in with the strong winds that blew over them as she walked. For a moment, Eva was surprised since she didn’t expect anyone to be taking a walk up the hills at this hour. However, once the initial reaction faded out, Eva was displeased that someone had intruded upon her silent evening. She was neither expecting nor welcoming any company. As it stood, Eva rarely got to spend time by herself and under the slowly spinning windmill, she was hoping to be left to her own self. But, as ever, with practiced ease, she willed her lips to form small curves at the ends as her right hand came up to wave at the woman.
“Hello. Yes, it’s a wonderful view, isn’t it?” she replied, turning back to the row of lights flickering on one by one as the darkness of the night started settling in. It washed over the town like a spell as people hurried here and there. The businessmen with their crisp, ironed suits and expensive watches, hurried impatiently towards the high-end bars, still on duty despite the end of working hours. Housewives scurried home, bags of groceries on either hands while young lovers lingered in some corners, mesmerized by each other. The town was completely visible from where they stood. The brick walled houses, some worn out from the mischief of time, some still as good as new, shops all lit up, and streets in a low buzz. It was a little bewildering and amusing how from the top of a hill they could see the clear different sections and divisions of the town and society.
Eva straightened her legs and placed her left hand on her lap while the other one slowly swept back stray blonde hairs that fell over her amber eyes. Her long hair, under the pale silver glow of a full-moon, glowed a soft platinum color as the wind caught her hair in a light tug and it flew gently behind her. Caught in the still moment, Eva’s eyes softened as a real smile tugged at her painted lips. With a light intake of air, she gestured to her side. “Why don’t you sit?” she welcomed the girl, though not really interested. “Do you live in the town?” she asked, trying to make a conversation as expected of any good natured person. Eva already had a feeling she didn’t. Of course, she had no superpower to know it for sure but the air around the cold eyed girl told her she was a traveler, and someone who didn’t really lead a peaceful or ordinary life inside a likewise town.