On The Road To Nowhere: The Beginning

[Solace]

Mila smiled gently at Tatyana, “Most of the players in my tales have all since passed on and are but a fond memory for me. So I would say that my tales are sad, but only to myself.” She raised a hand to push her unruly hair out of her eyes, glancing towards the post that Tatyana was looking Mila noted that the young gypsy was more inclined to befriend Mathias then Mila was herself. But then it was obvious that Mila was not always trusting of creatures such as him, and his arrogance had not sat well with her. “I am sure Matthias is fine.” The immortal woman could still sense his emotions, though she has not yet revealed to her companions her little ‘secret’.

“Yes indeed some night we will have to set aside all tales and just allow the music and dance to entertain us.” Mila smiled fondly, for music and dance had been two things that were often seen in the great courts of ancient Greek kingdoms and those two things always reminded her of her childhood.