Sunday, January 15, 2012
Miss Clara
Next up is Clara, fore those of you who haven't meet her yet, Clara is a sweet girl, who joined the family not to long ago but seem to fit right in, quite well with the rest of us crazy Borghesias if you haven meet her yet its quite possible you heard her .. as the system likes to mess with her sometimes and yell out her words :) glad to have you in the family Clara .. just like with all of you :) Now I will hand over the word to Clara
"Their sighs, lamentations and loud wailings
resounded through the starless air,
so that at first it made me weep;
Strange utterances, horrible pronouncements,
words of pain, tones of anger,
voices shrill and faint, and beating hands,
all went to make a tumult that will whirl
forever through that turbid, timeless air,
like sand that eddies when a whirlwind swirls."
The wind whirled dangerously about her petite form. The heavy linen of her mourning skirts whipped wildly against her legs; the gusts twisting and turning the material in their spiteful game. The young woman stood resolute against this assault of the elements, face upturned and gaze mercilessly trained upon the grand structure sat before her. The last of the evening's light would emblazon the words inscribed into the stone with a cruel flourish: Mausoleo di Medici. Her feet were anchored to the ground and had not moved since she had watched the door of the tomb pulled to a close with a grinding thud; left to reel in her grief. But there were no more tears left to weep. The once proud House of Medici had been brought to its knees.
Her world had fallen from beneath her feet and her family taken from her in a cruel twist of fate. But Clara was a Medici and would not see her name so easily fall into the annals of history. And as she took the path away from her families resting place, the wild wind still battering against her frame, her gaze fell upon the carriage awaiting her at the foot of the hill. Her path now led to Venexia, the seat of power which had toppled her own. It was here that she would seek her retribution.
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