When Arrie came to get her, she grabbed her cape and draped it over her dress. The weather was getting chillier with each passing day.Since Celino’s house was only a few hundred yards from the palace gates, they set out on foot, passing the heavily-armored guards at the citadel’s main entrance. Once they were outside the castle walls and had entered the narrow, cobblestone streets, she breathed a sigh of relief.Marisa was amazed by all the fascinating paradoxes she saw in Carnelia. As they walked through the streets and observed various aspects of the city, it struck her that things were not crude and unsophisticated but functional, well thought out, and elegant. The clothing styles, the hair styles, and the tools and wares being sold were familiar and yet so different too. Carnelia was a fascinating world, and Crocetta was a beautiful sort of retro-futuristic city.They moved at a snail’s pace as she stopped to examine each interesting object that caught her eye. She laughed at the row of strange hats in a shop window and admired the women’s beaded slippers on display.
