[center][h2][i]Tatiana Adelbert[/i][/h2][hr]
[i][u]Location:[/u] Paris, France, In front of Notre Dame  [u]Date:[/u] April 14th, 2012   [u]Time:[/u] 10:00am[/i][/center]

The sound of the bells, though having recently ended still rang deeply within Tatianas mind as if they sang in welcome to her arrival, a response back to her greeting as friends. The flaps of wings still filled the air as the many who flocked began returning to their homes in the crevices of the old cathedral. Tatianas eyes were closed for a moment, a small smile gracing her face as though remember a sweet stationary instant in her mind of a time long past. 

A small gust of wind swept through tickling the old womans cheeks with her lightly swept back greying brown hair. Tatiana pulled her jacket in closer around her, her eyes opening once again revealing their pail green hues through her slightly disoriented locks. The chill was came as a reminder to her as to why she was there, her wish, her dream. [color=#e7b3f4]"Can you forgive me sweet Ferko?"[/color] she whispered to herself in English, her thick Hungarian accent twisting it's way around each word.

Tatiana glanced around the forming crowd of people and tourists. Young children laughing and playing with each other as frustrated parents hurried behind them trying to straighten them out. Couples, holding hands and smiling to each other, some with a head on the others shoulder looking at the beautiful building, some walking hands around waists, giggling and laughing in sweet romantic rhythm. Hurried adults running here or there, so used to the sights and scenes that they are no longer effected by their exquisite charm.

At this the elderly woman glanced down at the beginnings of her sketch and began to continue where she left off, humming a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uppcy6SOy9A]Hungarian lullaby[/url] to herself, singing gently with each stroke of the pen to her paper, glancing up every so often to catch another glimpse of the incredible architecture. Her [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/fb/f3/a5/fbf3a50d31a51bc8b079644f0ad40294.jpg]sketch[/url] was nearly complete as the soft sound of her humming held briefly in the open air before her only to be heard by someone standing close by. She smiled lightly at her drawing before sighing putting the pad down next to her and simply stared at the building, her smiled fading slowly into a light frown, remorsefully sad as a few tears trickled down the sides of her gently wrinkled cheeks landing warm drops into the hands that lay open on her lap.