"Chris thought about that. She is right, he reasoned. Why do girls put onmake-up and do their hair? They do it so boys and men will think theyare pret...y. So his sister was lucky that he was willing to give upplaying ball with his buddies - cause he really did want to, right? - tohelp her out and give her a man's perspective. He felt better."OK, I like it. It looks really pretty. But, uh, you know how some girlswill take a few strands of hair and pull it down around their face."Chris thought of. When I had earlier met her, we were just friends, but now we were a couple, and I couldn’t wait to meet her.So finally we decided to meet at a cafe in the afternoon. Since her mother was very strict and orthodox and didn’t let her out much. We decided to meet at 3. I was in the cafe by 2:50 and was waiting for her.After 15 minutes, I saw her coming. I still remember, dressed in a pink pullover, her golden brown hair and pink cheeks. Wow, it was a sight to behold. We sat down and started. I am what you would call a freak. I can see things that nobody else can see, I can do things that nobody else can do, and I am things nobody else am. A freak, though not a freak of nature. I am a freak of man.EXPECTING THE FUTUREBack when my mother was carrying me, the local hospital in the small rural town she lived in had an X-Ray machine installed. The hospital, being owned and operated, by locals, was fraught with cheap labor and poor construction. The X-Ray machine was set up in a room. That is my wish. I place myself at the command of the Ancients and I will do as you instruct.”Fitoreckt handed Danka a trader’s dress to wear as a traveling disguise. They left Sebernekt Ris with a dozen other former Cult members, riding horses in the direction of Nagoronkti-Serifkti. The rode quickly, so fast that Danka had trouble staying on her horse given that she was not an experienced rider. The group traveled the same route she had followed two months earlier when she was riding her.