November 9th, 2020 at 04:34am
Harsh sounding cough's escape from Rey as she opens the door to the attic where her grandmother kept things she's collecting. Or as Rey says, hoarding. It's the same thought, that the last thing that Rey said to her grandmother was a joke about how she kept so many old things and couldn't seem to throw anything away. "Oh, Grandma." Rey murmured as she stepped into the attic and looked around the place. It was filthy, cobwebs, and dust everywhere.
A tired sigh escaped from Rey as she decided to start with the things to the right of the room. A couple of nicnak's were laid on a table. A beautiful crystal necklace, the crystal was this beautiful light purple color and the neck part was a soft feeling leathery rope material. Dusting it off, Rey slipped the necklace on and felt a strange feeling of warmth flow through her. Kind of like a warm hug, it felt comforting. Then, she looked back on the table and used the rag she brought up and started to dust off little things that she found before moving them towards the door where she set a box to carry things downstairs to sort through later.
After a couple of moments, Rey found a couple of cute figurines from old TV shows, a creepy-looking hourglass that was inside of a skull's mouth, and a beautiful old leather book. "Grandmother, you have some odd tastes." The young girl murmured quietly to herself as she picked up the box that held the old objects and carried them out of the attic.
Moving towards the living room, Rey placed the first box she brought out on the coffee table. She turned to go back towards the attic to do some more cleaning, but, it felt like something was pulling her. A small hum escaped from Rey's lips as she paused in her movements and slowly turned towards the box. "I guess a small break won't hurt." She mumbled to herself. Even though she just started to clean the attic. Grabbing the old leather-bound book, Rey moved towards the old couch and sat. Pulling her legs up and crossed them, Rey relaxed as she opened the old book. Doing so, caused a small chill to shiver down her spine.
"Woah." Rey murmured quietly as she gazed down at the old book's wording. "What language is this?" She murmured, tracing one of the sections with her fingers lightly. "Dorma Vera La Vima? I wonder what that means." Rey murmured to herself, not noticing that it caused the plant on the kitchen counter to bloom while causing the banana's on the counter next to it to rot.