(will be posting pics of my new outfits this week)Anyway, last night I was trying on a few of my new things felt so pretty. I was thinking about all t...ose who did not get anything from Santa so I thought it would be a nice thing to visit one of my my favorite places, the homeless section.Wearing a new yellow schoolgirl skirt, jet black tights with a rose pattern, new bra and falsies, black sweater, heels. Did my makeup with thick pink and blue eye shadow and my signature glossy pink shinny. ”“Unfortunately, this is where you and I must part,” said Valia. “Without the king’s order, I can’t interfere any more than this, though I wish you two the best of luck in finding your culprit.”A question from Berholm stopped her as she turned to leave.“Did Valon ever possess an official sword? Even just a ceremonial one?”“No.” She said it automatically, but once she left the room, that question became the spade with which she dug through her memories.Berholm and Elyot left soon afterward, and. Everything was flawless.The young girl started to wake up. She opened her big blue eyes and looked around. The girls were curious to see what the pretty teen was going to do. But she did nothing. Keily approached and helped her sit on the bed. The confused girl looked at everything intently, trying to learn about her surroundings. Keily encouraged her to stand on her feet but when she was almost up, the newborn lost her balance and fell backwards on the bed. Watching the girl, Keily quickly. So I'm not sure how that balances out."The waitress brought our dinners. Whitney took a sample of my Shrimp Fra Diavolo, and made a face."Ooh, that is spicy. Would you like to try my Scallops Alla Sambuca?"I smiled. "No, that's ok."We quietly ate our dinner. I thought about Whitney's novel, and what she was trying to accomplish. I wondered if I could write a novel about something as foreign to my experience. It would be hard, but maybe I could write a short story about something I hadn't.