The oracle's invitation
Teresa and Sia were stood right outside the yurt. Waiting for something to happen which they weren't sure what either; all this seemed futile to Teresa.
Giving a glance at Sia, Teresa raised her hand to seperate the two flaps of the tent's rather floppy entance, in order to see what was going on inside as it was fairly quiet for a popular fair attraction.
Maybe they should really just leave.
With thoughts interuppted, Teresa jumped a certain amount and stepped back only to be held by her friend's hand around her shoulder as the flaps she was about to hold moved up and a man walked out.
The man who most likely looked about their age or perhaps only a few years older, had a wierd look in his eyes.
He looked around with a little crazed look in his eyes as he moved in his axis, looking to be searching for something or maybe someone.
Teresa and Sia just stood there observing the man and his urgency. Both at that point in time had a thought to just turn around and speed-walk the other way beacuse it felt sort of spooky with the way that strange man was behaving.
Nevertheless, they both stayed rooted for a few more second as the man's eyes finally fell upon the two wide eyed girls. It was visible to him that their breaths got stuck in their throats for some reason as soon as his gaze landed their way.
What on earth gotten into these two? A thought crossed Sila's mind before he observed the girls up and down.
Out of the gathered small crowd of people, these two were the only young girls he could see after he carefully analysed the anticipating crowd.
He remembered that although Isadora was making less sense to him, she kept saying the word 'girl' and not 'Woman'.
This must be it; they are also closest to the yurt's entrance and his master kept reapeting that she sensed her presence outside.
But they are two and she only said the singular pronounce, then which one would it be?
He must hurry up.
"You two, girls." Silas pointed them out causing them to further become stiff in their posture as if they weren't visibly cautious by his sudden presence before.
"Us?" Sia pointed the finger among her and Teresa to confirm he was talking to them.
"Yes." Silas confirmed but he knew he couldn't take both the girl's inside just to be sure because Isadora insisted upon only one girl and she was not in a type of situation where he can make alot of mistakes; not knowing what she was going thru in there.
Two girls stood there looking at him up and down in the somewhat of a same manner; that was as if they were looking at a crazed man.
A brown haired girl stood behind a slightly shorter blonde girl with her hands resting on the blonde's shoulders. The two were both attractive but when Silas recalled his master's words; she said something about her being special, about how he should use his sight and he shall know which one it is.
There was something about the girl with blonde hair, called out to him; a certain aura was rising in the air surrounding her.
Or maybe it was the fact that Silas was a man and the girl looked absolutely stunning in that dress that she was wearing. A likely factor to consider her special.
The milky skin of her shoulders showing thru the spaghetti straps of the dress, the color of which utterly complimenting the girl's complexion. The slight blush rising up her neck and to her cheeks presiding there after going about the area with throngs of people, that too in the beginning of autumn.
Her innocent eyes looked confusingly at him as he pointed his finger at her without first uttering a single word.
What's up with this wierdo? Thought Sia as he was looking at her friend in an uncommon fashion which didn't sit well with her.
"I think it's you. You are needed inside." That is all Silas said whilst turning around with an intention to go back inside the yurt, if his direction was anything to go by.