Eva's house is a rather lovely affair with a gated courtyard in front, small, but very Italian in style.
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Eva's house is a rather lovely affair with a gated courtyard in front, small, but very Italian in style.
Silas looked at the house, it looked quite nice and he appreciated the style.
"I have to admit, it's not what I expected."
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She unlocks the gate and leads him side, every vertical surface hung with paintings, and every horizontal with sculpture. Everything is dark, some are bloody, most involve death, or just plain darkness, they are extra ordinary and as haunting as her sad eyes.
Silas looked around and inspected the paintings and sculptures.
"How very... interesting" He said it not in a tone of voice that suggested a slight disgust, but real interest. "I can see why red is the colour"
Even he realized that sentacne didn't make much sense, but still.
"Well, I used to live here, but I went away" Silas still stood and inspected the paintings, he was taking note that the girl seemed to have lost her shyness, "But I came back, and here we are, yourself?"
"San Fransico?" Silas looked over towards her and smiled "I've never been, what's it like", He was inspecting one sculpture, trying to figure out what it was.
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"Busy, noisy, fun sometimes, but mostly noisy," she smiles.
"That's a skull, thats been crushed into pieces by a million years of weathering..." she comments, pointing to the sculpture.
Silas smiled slightly.
"I hope mine doesn't suffer the same fate" He muttered.
He turned towards his new aquaintance.
"So, why did you invite me here?"
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