HELLO AND WELCOME TO THE VERY FIRST EPISODE OF ABDITUS ORBIS YES I AM SCREAMING MY BUTT OFF AND NO I DO NOT NEED MENTAL HELP.
If you haven't noticed over the past week or so, I added a music bar to the top.
Idk, I just thought it'd be fun to have music playing while you read.
Just thought I'd let y'all know, for those of you who were wondering why the heck that was up there. xD
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HERE WE GO.
Rosanna was enveloped in warm arms, as a strong smell of lilies filled her nose. She stood stiffly in her Aunt’s grasp, the hug unable to be returned.
Aunt Shelly pulled away, a large grin on her face. Her fiery red hair, opposite of her quiet tendencies, was pulled back in a high bun. She wore pink from nearly head to toe, and Rosanna couldn’t help but cringe. She hated pink.
“Look at how you’ve grown, Rosanna! Oh, you look just like your mother!”
Two seconds into meeting her Aunt, and already Shelly had hit a sore spot.
Rosanna closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to calm herself.
Her mother was currently at the home for the mental; those who had been walking straight along a path and then veered off, straight into the ditch at the side. Rosanna’s mother had been a strong character the past 15 years she’d raised her daughter. Instead of stumbling into the ditch on the side, her husband’s death had pushed her there.
Rosanna managed a smile, back at her aunt.
“Thank you for taking me in.” She murmured, wishing she could pull her beanie down and hide in its shadow.
Her aunt made to answer, but her words fell short as a young teen came into the hall. She stopped short upon the sight of Rosanna, looking confused, until recognition dawned on her.
Aunt Shelly turned to the younger girl.
“Rosanna, this is Vega. I adopted her a few months ago. You’ll be sleeping in her room while you stay here.”
Rosanna couldn’t help but find it funny the way her aunt implied the last sentence; as if her mother would go back to normal, and she could go back home in a week.
Rosanna set her bag down and settled on the edge of the bed, as Aunt Shelly hovered near her.
“I don’t have many rules here.” She said quietly, “I usually let Vega do what she wishes…”
Rosanna nodded, running her hand absentmindedly along the bed sheet.
“There is one thing though.” Aunt Shelly cleared her throat.
“As you no doubt saw, our house, it lies on the edge of this town. The white fence around -“ Rosanna remembered that. A large, likely 20 foot tall fence surrounded the town. She had wondered about it on the drive up.
“-You’re not allowed to go past it.”
Instantly Rosanna felt indignation bubble up in her.
“Why? What’s beyond it?” She asked, and Aunt Shelly shook her head.
“Nothing. Which is why you shouldn’t go beyond it. Its desert, or something other. Nobody ventures there because there’s nothing there.”
Rosanna didn’t say anything, thoughts churning. If there really was just desert beyond, why did the town need such a big encasing wall of white? Who would try that hard to block out the view of desert?
“-Come let me know when you’re unpacked. We’ll go out and get something for dinner.” Rosanna blinked twice, having only heard the last of her Aunt’s words. Shelly quickly left upon seeing Rosanna’s blank face.
Rosanna sighed after a minute, and stood, taking the time to unpack her things and put them away. She hadn’t brought much; only the things that held little memory of her parents.
Rosanna sidled up beside Vega, who was sitting on her bedroom floor, typing away at her laptop.
“Hey.” She said quietly, and Vega frowned, fingers typing faster as the younger girl ignored her.
“Vega, can I ask you something?” Rosanna shuffled her feet uneasily. The family trio had already gone out to dinner, at a small Italian restaurant. The meal had been a quiet one, nobody willing to start up an awkward; and likely emotional, conversation.
Vega groaned and shut her laptop.
“What is it?” She murmured, in her delicate voice, as she stood.
Vega settled herself on her bed, her eyes searching Rosanna’s curiously as she waited for her to speak.
Rosanna took a deep breath. “Your mom-“
“She’s not my mother.” Vega snapped, and then sucked in her breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. Continue, please.” Rosanna frowned, but moved past Vega’s troubling moment.
She perched herself on Vega’s bed, staring at the floor.
“Aunt Shelly mentioned the fence around the town… what do you know about it?” Rosanna didn’t know why she was asking, but curiosity had gotten the best of her. She couldn’t fathom why the tall border was there.
“I know as much as you do. The townsfolk can’t go beyond it-“
“Can’t go beyond it? Or won’t?” Rosanna asked, interrupting Vega. Aunt Shelly had said nobody chose to go there…
Vega frowned. “No, they can’t. It’s some city rule or whatever. People stick to the main roads and highways when traveling.”
“So the roads cut through the fence?”
Vega shook her head. “No. The fence trails alongside the main roads for a while, and then away, sectioning off the city and a few miles beyond it. Why are you asking me this?”
Rosanna grew quiet, thinking.
“Just curious.” She finally mumbled.
Rosanna moved slowly out of Vega’s room, too lost in her thoughts to hear her adopted cousin murmur a quiet, “Goodnight to you too,” sarcastically.
Rosanna stumbled back to her room, lost in thought. She quickly got ready for bed, slipping underneath the covers of the four-poster bed.
Rosanna stared up at the checkered material draped over the top frame of the bed, waiting for sleep to come. She kept thinking about that fence, and Vega’s words.
Why would nobody be allowed beyond it?
The way Vega had explained; the fence cordoned off a whole area beyond the town for a few miles.
Rosanna rolled over on her side, sighing as she pushed the thoughts out of her mind.
It’s just a stupid town border. It doesn’t concern me. I’ve got bigger things to worry about, she thought to herself as she began to drift off to sleep.
If only Rosanna knew how much the town border concerned her.