those you've pained may carry that still with them (intro)

[bemystory]

Wendla's not sure where she is at first. She remembers being ripped from her mama's arms, remembers the doctor's office and all its scary apparatuses, and—now?

She's in the middle of what appears to be a large Plaza, with people milling about, talking to each other, going about their daily lives.

The teenage girl steps forward towards a stranger, for a moment, about to speak, but she's shy, and thus withdraws, wringing her hands nervously. She's still in her nightgown, with a shawl around her neck that makes her look quite out of place and time—because she is, in a way.

Still, she sees the pamphlets strewn about, telling her about this place, and now she knows she has to say something, to ask something.

So Wendla gathers herself, and asks:

"Excuse me, I'm very hungry. Where can I find something to eat?"

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[bemystory]

"The year?" Wendla repeats, as if it's a foreign concept to her. "The year was 1891, last time I checked. I'm from Germany."

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

Aal nods gently, "Yes dear. Ahem. many sorts of folks stumble in and out hereabuots..As well as on purpose. " She informs the young lady gently. She nods, blinking a few times. "Ah I see, well they're be a lot of new things for you to try around here..If ya like." She murmurs warmly. Yes best to add some homemade things for comfort food wise. She thinks.

Her heart pangs a little but she can't help but ask, "Would, ya be familar with ..ah Detective by the name of Sherlock Holmes by any chance?" She asks half curious what ort of place the lass lived in and that was one of the key ways to tell.

[bemystory]

Wendla shakes her head. "I've never heard of him, no," she replies. "Is he famous?"

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

Aal's eyebrows go up in surprise..But then..She tries to recall the state of friendliness or not tween certain nations at the time. "Ah, in some circles he is." She pauses in some 'infamous' but the lass hardly seems the type to fall in with a certain Professor. "A world-class detective ya see..though whether his exploits are far-flung yet where you're from I'm not certain." She murmurs warmly.

"He's also an excellent violinist." She informs her with a little smile. Before nodding toward the yellow apartment up ahead so she knew which way they were heading. "Just up here." She murmurs encouragingly.

[bemystory]

"Oh, a violinist? THat sounds lovely," Wendla replies, following Aal as they walk.

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

She smiles warmly, "Aye tis. " she nods firmly. before sighing softly, "I do miss it." She murmurs wistfully.

[bemystory]

"I like music," Wendla replies. "I liked hearing the music at church, sometimes."

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

Aal hums and nods, "As do I, and ooh we have a ah, nice stone one out that way." She murmurs and points in the direction of it and the Villa of some friends of her's. "We had a lovely Christmas party there last year." She informs her warmly.