[colour=#c76ef0][h2][center]Aurora Halliwell[/center][/h2][/colour]

[colour=#c76ef0]Eye of The Beholder[/colour]
[colour=#c76ef0]Stables. Heading back into the Inn[/colour]

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Aurora stood attentively, her posture relaxed yet engaged, as Anora shared her thoughts. A gentle smile spread across her face as she responded. [colour=#c76ef0]” They’re both such precious Items, each carrying its own story.”[/colour] Her gaze dropped to her open hand, where the delicate locket rested in the centre of her palm, glimmering softly in the light. [colour=#c76ef0]”Ever since my mother presented it to me, I haven’t taken it off. It feels almost like a part of me now,”[/colour] she continued sincerity.

Aurora’s eyes sparkled with nostalgia as she glanced back at Anora, warmth radiating from her smile. [colour=#c76ef0]”To be truly honest, I don’t think I could ever bring myself to remove it. It holds too much meaning.”[/colour] She paused for a moment, contemplating the memories tied to the locket. Then on hearing from Anora to be careful, she smiled and answered, [colour=#c76ef0]”I promise I will try to be careful.”[/colour]

As Anora posed her next question, Aurora took a moment to gather her thoughts, her brow furrowing slightly in contemplation. Finally, she replied with a sense of resolution, [colour=#c76ef0]”Well, I think I’ll be staying here for another week or two until the roof of my house is fixed.”[/colour] Her voice carried a mix of disappointment and hope, as she imagined the repairs that weren't completed yet.

After Anora had responded to her, Aurora added, [colour=#c76ef0]”I will be eagerly waiting for your letter.”[/colour] Her anticipation lingered in the air as she noticed Anora preparing to leave. A warm smile across her face, as she raised her hand to wave, calling out, [colour=#c76ef0]”Till next time, Miss Anora!”[/colour] The sound of her voice echoed softly on the stable, imbued with a hint of newfound friendship.

Once she was alone, Aurora turned he attention back to Storm, her loyal horse. She stroked the mare’s muzzle and whispered, [colour=#c76ef0]Well then, girl, I think I may have made a new friend.”[/colour] A genuine smile brightened her face, reflecting her excitement about her budding connection. [colour=#c76ef0]”She seems nice, doesn’t she Storm?”[/colour]

As a chill from the air began to seep through her clothes, Aurora realised it was time to return to the inn. [colour=#c76ef0]”I should head back before I freeze out here,”[/colour] she chuckled softly, giving Storm one last affectionate hug. With a heartwarming pat on the mare’s side, she made her way back along the well-trodden path.

While walking briskly, thoughts raced through her mind. [colour=#c76ef0][i]I wonder who else I will meet,[/i][/colour] she mused, her imagination flitting to the possibilities of new encounters and friendships waiting to be discovered.

Upon reaching the weathered wooden boor of the Inn, she took a deep breath and pushed it open. The inviting warmth of the interior enveloped her instantly, a comforting contrast to the biting cold outside. Aurora stepped inside, shaking off the chill, she then felt a wave of contentment wash over her as she settled back into the cosy atmosphere of the inn.