LLOKEN / PART TWO
Darkness had covered the outside view a lot time before he opened his eyes and at that point he was feeling less blurred but the same tired. The first minute right after his awakening he seemed like he couldn’t specify where exactly he was and how he got there.
The girl who was sitting to the seat opposite to his, perceived immediately his sudden frustration but she preferred to pretend that see was occupied with staring at the empty seat right beside him. When the little girl, with the blond curly hair and the tightly kept pink bag in her left hand first got into the train wagon, it was full and she had to anticipate until the next stop in order to find the free seat she was sitting at. Now, even though she, along with the strange man were the only passengers left in that wagon, the little girl preferred not to change her position and go sit somewhere more private and comfortable.
Instead, all the time the man was sleeping in the opposite seat, she was sneakily observing him and moreover, she was creating scenarios inside her imaginative head about his probable situation. This was a way to amuse herself during the boring trip and she had overdid it a little bit more than the appropriate measure by imagining that he may was a dangerous criminal, wanted for a series of murders, or totally on the other way that he may was a missionary who was crossing the country in order to convert the infidels.
When he asked her where exactly were they and if she by any chance knew for how long he had been sleeping, the girl felt disappointed by the regularity of his voice. The myth she was meticulously building
During the whole trip collapsed within a second. She managed to hide that too, and she only told him that they were about to reach the terminal stop in less than a quarter. During that short space the man had won the girl’s trust but he was feeling like priory the girl had won his, because whether he could admit it or not, he had lost his faith in humans a lot time ago.
They both stepped out of the train almost simultaneously and when the man who had introduced himself to that girl earlier in that wagon as Lloken greeted her for goodbye, she proposed him to stay if he wanted to her house for the night, since despite her young age she was clever enough to realize that he had nowhere else to go and was a stranger in her desolated town. He refused kindly, but the girl, who earlier when it was her turn to, replied that her name was Dorothy, assured him that he should have no second thoughts and there were as a matter of fact, two more spare rooms in her family’s house besides the one he could find the rest he so obviously needed. Of course she said that she should ask her mother first but she subsequently clarified that she was very friendly and hospitable with destitute people. Lloken was taken aback by the characterization but he saw his reflection at the stopped train’s window he realized how desperate and weary he indeed seemed.
After the pause they took, the girl added that there was not anything even rudimentary relevant to remind a pension or a guest room in her small township and she pointed with her finger her farm- house which was visible by the place they were standing. As he had nowhere else to go, he accepted that kid’s proposition, and without knowing he experienced firsthand the fact that she was accredited between her relatives for her strong persuasiveness.
The girl who was sitting to the seat opposite to his, perceived immediately his sudden frustration but she preferred to pretend that see was occupied with staring at the empty seat right beside him. When the little girl, with the blond curly hair and the tightly kept pink bag in her left hand first got into the train wagon, it was full and she had to anticipate until the next stop in order to find the free seat she was sitting at. Now, even though she, along with the strange man were the only passengers left in that wagon, the little girl preferred not to change her position and go sit somewhere more private and comfortable.
Instead, all the time the man was sleeping in the opposite seat, she was sneakily observing him and moreover, she was creating scenarios inside her imaginative head about his probable situation. This was a way to amuse herself during the boring trip and she had overdid it a little bit more than the appropriate measure by imagining that he may was a dangerous criminal, wanted for a series of murders, or totally on the other way that he may was a missionary who was crossing the country in order to convert the infidels.
When he asked her where exactly were they and if she by any chance knew for how long he had been sleeping, the girl felt disappointed by the regularity of his voice. The myth she was meticulously building
During the whole trip collapsed within a second. She managed to hide that too, and she only told him that they were about to reach the terminal stop in less than a quarter. During that short space the man had won the girl’s trust but he was feeling like priory the girl had won his, because whether he could admit it or not, he had lost his faith in humans a lot time ago.
They both stepped out of the train almost simultaneously and when the man who had introduced himself to that girl earlier in that wagon as Lloken greeted her for goodbye, she proposed him to stay if he wanted to her house for the night, since despite her young age she was clever enough to realize that he had nowhere else to go and was a stranger in her desolated town. He refused kindly, but the girl, who earlier when it was her turn to, replied that her name was Dorothy, assured him that he should have no second thoughts and there were as a matter of fact, two more spare rooms in her family’s house besides the one he could find the rest he so obviously needed. Of course she said that she should ask her mother first but she subsequently clarified that she was very friendly and hospitable with destitute people. Lloken was taken aback by the characterization but he saw his reflection at the stopped train’s window he realized how desperate and weary he indeed seemed.
After the pause they took, the girl added that there was not anything even rudimentary relevant to remind a pension or a guest room in her small township and she pointed with her finger her farm- house which was visible by the place they were standing. As he had nowhere else to go, he accepted that kid’s proposition, and without knowing he experienced firsthand the fact that she was accredited between her relatives for her strong persuasiveness.
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