even know of her Aunt's presence. Belle studied her niece's expression carefully. Bliss didn't seem angry or even sad. She seemed... she seemed curious? Like maybe she had stumbled on a

lady with elegant white hair can grin. She was just going to find out. "Bliss." Belle waited exactly five seconds before calling her niece's name again. Still nothing. The girl continued to peel potatoes as if

left. Why? What was the point in following her if he barely said anything to her? Why was he out at night anyways? Bliss wished that she could have seen his face. His form and pale skin was all that she had been able to make out last night. Maybe he didn't even live in town. He seemed rather reclusive. Maybe he was an outlaw of some sor

e out after dark

are

't want to know

nature that Bliss knew he was a man who belonged where he was. Outdoors... stalking people. At this thought, she frowned again. What if he wasn't an outlaw? If he wasn't then she was back to all of her orginal ques-

's blue eyes tw

re then irritated. What would posses

nswer you, will you a

t had said earlier? She couldn't remember. They only thing she could think of was her midnight walk and mysterious follower. Bliss

" Dear, I could've shot my gun from right beside you and you would've never flinched! N

obsessed with the mystery of last night. Her aunt didn't deserve such ill treatment. "Of cours

t she didn't belive Bliss. Something had caught the girls inte

ound quite well now. I want you to know that I appreci

g her aunt's tough wrinkled hand, she sq

ce I've been doing so much better, I've decided

s place. She had only been here for a week but she already loved it. Bliss was certain that her future lay in this cou

oticed how few wo

nsure where her aunt was headin

have great hunting grounds! I don't think you'll have much trouble at

eet her eye to eye. Surely her aunt was not implying what she thought she was

he just couldn't tell. Bliss did seem to be rather surprised. " Of course! As I already mentioned we have many to chose from, but

aunt would try to get her married off. Bliss came to help her aunt! Belle's husband had died not long ago, she had an accident, and there surely weren't m

lasped her niece's hand with both

se. She didn't realize she ha

my moon at nights. I don't know how life would have turned out for me if I hadn't met him. But I am so glad that I did! I wouldn't change anything that I did." Her aunt's s

thought about the pain her aunt must

ed it." She swiped at her tears as she turned again to Bliss. "I want you to find a man who loves you unconditionally. Someone that you can freely give

ight? Is their really a man out there somewhere, th

or something to give his life purpose. He is searching for happiness and contentment. He's l

d tired yet he kept searching. It was so important for him to find what he searched for. It was his mission. And yet, the longer he searched and found nothing the more depressed and dishe

my hands. "Child, " She whispered. "That

if I never find him? People can remain alone their whole life." I reminded her tearfully. After my vision of the sad searching man,

ere is a man here. A sad, quiet man. I've

t knew him. Was he searching for me? My mind drifted back to the faceless man who f

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a certain young occupant. She had arrived several days ago and since he had seen her climb down from the coach he had felt an undeniable, unexplainable pull to her. He shouldn't. He knew better then most that attachment to any living form brought only weakne

en she didn't want to be close to. He could tell from her expressions which men she absolutely did not want to make clothing for. Yet, she turned no one away. He watched as she brought smiles and joy to her widow aunt

ung loose down her back. He wanted to be close enough to see the twinkle in her sweet eyes. He wanted to compare her dainty height to his own. The girl herself

t way about life before. Well... perhaps he did once, once when he was a small boy living with his parents and siblings. Back before everything changed, before the people closest to him betrayed him, back when his parents and sister were still alive. Cursing himself, he froze

Thankfully, she needn't worry. He had no intentions of revealing himself to her. He had been fo

one had answered her last call. "I've heard y

ong minutes the girl finally turned and continued her journey towards the river. The

help but wonder what she thought about when she watched that mountain. Just today, she had been weeding her aunt's little garden. After a while she had taken a rest, and there she sat in

etting wet she stepped into the river and closed her eyes. The man took another step closer, he wanted to see the expression on her beautiful heart-shaped face. His left arm hit a overgrown bush, quickly he reached out to steady it when he stepped on yet another branch. This stupid grov

e then come out

h and didn't move. Sev

e. Hiding will do you no go

wanted to hear her sweet voice direct words to him. He couldn't th

long chocolate curls, she began to sing in a voice that could have only came from an angel of God. The man couldn't help himself. Yet, again he mad

dreamer out

chanting th

reamlet vap

e at the brigh

s close to the trees as he could he

ad stopped. She was now turned toward the grove of trees. The man held his breath...then... something began to move on his arm. Just a light spine-shivering sensation. He glanced down to see a rather large spider making its way happily up his arm. Spiders do

me

had never had such a hard time trailing her before. He remained still prayin

see you

ff as he saw the moon shining lightly on his

The girl gen

himself he would have to speak to her. He would get to speak with h

, he was speaking to her. He just had to hear her

ngerous." Yes, he thought. If you hadn't come out I

, who a

about him. "Someone you don't want to know in the daylight." Turning quickly, he disappeared between the trees and waited. It didn't take very long before the girl walked out of the river. She g

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