Chapter 96: CHAPTER 95

He could see the life that burns in her eyes as she slouched down on the floor and watched him carefully. The yellow light dancing on the ceiling glittered with the calmness in the eyes. They were gray and contrasted with the dark hair that hung on her pink colored skin. A black skin folded her skin. From her ear down to the side of her face, running through her lips until they broke and started up towards her forehead, disappearing and blended with the dark hair. He had never seen anything like this before, not in his lifetime. From her voice and the way she tilted her head, there was a feminine characteristic that gave her gender away. She also looked young, no younger than ten or eleven, but he couldn't say for sure. A child within that age bracket in Anadan would never go near tobacco or its relation.

"Kira," He said, and stood up gently, glad that she understood, Araen, the general tongue in Anadan, "Please where am I?"