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Just Beyond My Reach 21Chapter 21: Numbing Truth
With Ezio gone into the Ducale, there was no more that we could do except wait. Leonardo and Antonio climbed down off the building before I did, and I was staring so intently at the vanishing point that Ezio disappeared at. The more and more time that passed by, the more and more I wasn't liking this idea. Like from an earlier occasion, there was a lead ball in my stomach only this time, it wasn't for love. It was fear. Confusion. Angst. Terror. I shuddered at the thought when I realized what the only thing was that could rend me asunder so horribly. Ah, how I prayed that the tiny, little hope I had within me was right!
Antonio finally called up to me, telling me that we were to wait back at the base. The wind caressed my cheeks softly, as if apologizing. Slowly, I climbed down the building and followed Antonio back to Seta.
I've always found it odd that whenever I felt the need t
Just Beyond My Reach 20Chapter 20: Venice Elements:Water and Air
Upon the tall tower in the northern-most part of Venice, under the pasty yet bright moon, the shimmers reflecting off of the dipping waters, Ezio knelt to the edge and reached down to me, pulling me up onto the pointed tipped top. The wind was biting and harp against my face as Ezio helped me stand upon the slanted roof, allowing the cool fingers to twist the hair away form my face, the smell of the salty water pressed into the breeze.
I let out a sigh, taking note that the moon was hanging more to the western sky now. The tour had been awe-striking, of course, but it had defiantly been a long time since I had ran across city rooftops for an extended amount of time.
"So?" Ezio hummed to me, totally unaffected by the rooftops adventure. I could see in my peripheral that he was staring down upon me from under his hood. "What do you think about lovely Venezia bathed in moonlight?"
"Breathtaking," I responded, looking out over the vast sea. I felt
Just Beyond My Reach 19Chapter 19: Fight for Frivolity
Ezio didn't come back that night. I knew because, well, first of all, he never came, and I was sure about that because, second of all, I hadn't been able to sleep the entire night.
Sure, the intensity of my discovery had settled in, warming me to my core rather than holding me down with it's weight, but the burden never truly ceased. But I was getting by. Ezio had taught me that to be able to rise high, I'd have to adjust the weight so that I could do so. And even though he told me that for climbing buildings a long time ago, I knew that it was great advice for a situation just like this.
The night was long and my stomach flipped wondrously every time the word 'love' slipped through my mind, and when I found myself blushing when Ezio's face filtered to my mind along with the simple and yet so complex word, I would press my hands to my cheeks, telling myself that I had to calm down, that it wasn't a big deal, that Ezio was still the same Ezio he was years
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