[GFD] The Lost Girl & The New World

"Yeah, I thought as much." she sighs with realization. "The Heartless they...affect everyone. In one way or another, they strive to just drive a wedge between everyone and everything. Taking away things that are precious to us." She hangs onto those words as if there is an incoming story waiting to spill from her lips but she clams up. There's something there that wants to be told but something inside her refuses to let others know. "I...was forced into my current position and like Chirithy said, I had to adapt...I had to move forward and press onward. I wasn't ready but no one really is ever truly ready."

She exhales as her face is darkened by past memories swimming through her eyes. "Your responsibility is great, yes...but you need not shoulder it alone. You have me, you have Guardians to guide you like Rydia though some a far more harsher teacher than she, and most importantly...you have Cal." she remarks to which the Dream Eater yips and whimpers in response as it keeps comfortably close to Lucille. "And other Allies who you will get to meet eventually."

As they went on, they came to quieter side of town filled with rows and rows of houses. They were comfortably situated next to each other. And Ignia stopped before one looking sure of herself. "Each home is much bigger on the inside than the outside and is different from person to person." She holds out her hand and the Keyblade she had dismissed earlier suddenly appeared in her grasp with a flash of light. "Books...farm...magic...mmmm I think I have the perfect home for you." She held up her weapon and pointed it right at the door of the unoccupied abode. Once more, a beam fired for its tip but when it hit the door, it began to change and reshape into a rather fanciful green one with gold filigree. Now that Lucille could see, each home's doors looked completely customized and different.

The Keyblade was then dismissed the same as last time as Ignia gestured to the door. "Why don't you step inside and see for yourself."

The moment she opens the door, she is greeted with a musty yet welcoming scent of old parchment. Before her laid an entryway stylized in a whimsical archway that opened up into a kitchen. The floor was polished wood and the countertops marble. The stovetop felt magical like a simple touch would bring it to life, not to mention it looked old-fashioned. Various knick-knacks were placed on the countertops and the dining table situated in a breakfast nook. Cozy pictures lined some of the walls of generic things such as Scala Ad Caelum's horizon, a countryside full of golden field of wheat, a distinguished picture of Master Ignia, and a few small abstract pieces.

A few doors existed as the kitchen opened up into a hallway. They were clearly marked as bathroom and storage and a quick peek inside the bathroom would reveal a large porcelain tub the size of queen-sized bed to just relax in alongside a variety of crisp and clean blue lighting fixtures that hung from the ceiling. The storage room house many chests and boxes with which to store things. There was no floorboards creaking as the tour went on.




But the creme de la creme sat at the end of the hallway which opened up into a bedroom mixed with a study...with two levels to it. A large window displayed the current foliage that could be seen outside and above it, an even larger window. On the ground floor was a large queen-sized bed the size of her bathtub that looked like marshmallow in texture which exemplified comfort. Various plant decorated the windowsill. But what likely caught Lucille's eyes were the rows of books that not only lined the walls. On each side near the entryway of this room were twin spiral staircases that led to an upper level also filled to the walls with various books. Above, strand of lights shaped like stars that gave the room a mystical sort of lighting. All in all, a cozy if not expansive abode that would even have a hatch leading to the basement.

"Well?" asked Ignia who leaned against the doorway. "What do you think?"

As if breaking a longtime silence, Ignia bursts out laughing. She holds her stomach. it was something she had been keeping back, locked away for who knows how long. "Oh my, heavens no! This is a gift. Gracious, if you had to shell out even one smidgen of Munny, I would have been on my sides here...ah...hahaha!" she had tears in her eyes she wiped away from laughing too much. They were from laughing too much, right? Right. Not at all Lucille managing to get one of the three rulers of a capital to laugh away the hurt that nearly crept into her head from earlier. Not at all.

"But no; this place is yours and yours alone. If you are ever looking to add on, I might be willing to do so in the future."

She walks over to Lucille and places both hands on her shoulders. "This place is yours. It is free to be decorated as you please with whatever things you discover in your future travels. Mementos. Things of this nature. Later, there'll be odd jobs you can undertake and earn a living for yourself.But for now? Now you can rest in a nice warm bed knowing that you are safe and there is nothing out to get you."

To punctuate this point, Calaguru yipped happily and belly-flopped onto the bed and bounced on it a few times before settling down and rolling off the foot of the bed where it laid peacefully with a silly pose.

Such a simple request for a meaningful thing. Ignia nods to the request. "That won't be a problem.I'll fetch it myself. In the meantime, you can get comfortable. There is food and drinks in the fridge though you might see brands you are unsure of that are native to the city. I assure you they are locally sourced." she coughs and clears her throat before backing out the door. She lingers for a little while longer to ensure Lucille would be comfortable here. A heavy feeling weighs down on her chest as she takes in the sight of the home she had given her. She is filled with an overwhelming feeling as she looks to the books, hoping they could provide some of the answers little Lucille sought. "I'll return ere long."

And then she was out the door, shutting it behind her.


The wind made the leaves on the trees outside rustle restlessly. The waters surrounding the city could be heard distantly lapping at the edges. The clamor of the city itself was quietly dying down amidst these calming sounds. The murmuring sounds of the windmills echoed far above. Nearby, there was the sound of a snoozing Cal. It stirred in its rest, kicking its hind legs and making light whimpering noises. It was all settling down. This was the one responsible for keeping her safe. What helped her drive off the creatures. She was in a new world. Magic was real. Monsters were real. And even more fantastical things than her imagination could possibly comprehend