The meeting ground was just as Laura had described. A hall tastefully designed. Even the chairs were intricately patterned beautifully.
This community was really creative. I thought as I let my eyes wander through the entirety of the very large hall. It was even bigger than the hall back at home that had been used for my sendforth party.
Remembering that hall brought a bitter taste to my mouth and heart, such that I tuned off my admiration antenna, and let Laura lead me to one of the seats. It was then that I became aware of the glances thrown in my direction from left, right and center. Of course, everyone knew everyone here. I wasn't inclusive.
"It's okay, Maya. They don't bite. They are just not used to seeing new faces." Laura mentioned, as she pulled my hand so that I could sit my buttocks on my seat. The many stares had me petrified at the spot. I haven't experienced that before.
