Viveka Reinhart (viveka) wrote in la_vie_rpg, @ 2008-05-07 18:08:00 |
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Current mood: | blah |
Sun sets on the city...
Who: Viveka ot anyone
Where: outside her house, sitting on the porch
When: sunset
Viveka watched the sun setting over the houses in the city. All the neighbors that surrounded them, and she knew not a single person but Adi. She was too afraid to make friends, the way things were. Any neighbor, even one who seemed friendly, could notice something suspicious and make a report. If they were investigated, would her papers hold up? She didn't want to take a chance. Still, when Adi was at work, she was so lonely. How she longed for the friendliness of the village she'd grown up in, where everyone had known each other. People visited daily there, and if someone walked down the street - they were greeted by everyone they passed.
Not here in Paris. No one waved, or stopped to say hello. No one had come to welcome them to the neighborhood. The isolation of the city seemed ironic - that a population so large should be so unfriendly. But maybe they were all afraid - after all, Adi was a Nazi. An architect, granted - but when he wore his uniform to work, he looked the same as any other. Perhaps this more than anything kept the neighbors away.
The colors of the setting sun reflected in the windows of the building across the street and caught her eye. At least the sun was still the same - that was some comfort. The same sunset, no matter what the crazy state of the world it set upon.