chapter 18: The eye of the Fates

The sun sat in the sky on a beautiful Sunday morning above Children playing around in their finest clothes. The gathering in the square right after service. The children played to their hearts content while the adults gathered together chatting and laughing on the top of their voice still in their mass outfits.

A usual Sunday like many others. Full of laughter and joy from dawn to mass to socializing and the general barbecue afterwards. Simple to celebrate the blessing of the week before.

Around the table where everyone sat around food of many kinds, a man spoke words that made them all burst into a fit of laughter. All except one, a teenage boy shading furiously in his note book. The charcoal pencil moving up and down creamy pages painting a picture from his head...

"Sam what did I tell you about doodling at the table!" An older man, the Mayor of the city scolded his son below the sound of the crowd to avoid attention, the bad kind of attention.

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