[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] 10:30am[/i][/center]

The gentle breeze continued to shift in the air, dancing with the leaves and petals that decorated the ground before the Notre Dame. Tatiana tucked her sketch pad into the depths of her carpet bag before standing up, taking in a breath and walking the short distance between the bench she once sat and the large doors of the illustrious cathedral. As she passed the hunchback performer she nodded sweetly and tossed a small handful of one euro bills into the hat that sat next to him on the pedestal. The gracious look in his eyes sent a shiver of good feeling down the older woman's spine, letting the slip of a smile grace her lips before ascending the large steps of the building.

Her shoes stepped firmly on each step as the doors [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmzFDEu2RoA]opened[/url] as if waiting for her arrival and she entered the cathedral. Her heart fluttered and her throat swelled as the pillars and high arched ceilings came into view. The benches still displayed in rows leading up to the alter a few people scattered here and there sitting between benches and laughing with each other, all tourists from the looks of it. Tatiana walked down the center isle which was brilliantly illuminated by the hanging chandeliers that mirrored each other on either side of the hall marking a walkway towards the small steps that sat before the large windows decorating the end. 

Tatiana knelt at the first step once she reached it, crossed her heart and muttered a small prayer that resonated deep within her soul, tugging every emotion, every impulse and every ambition that she'd ever known. Each instance of her life rising to the surface for a moment then slipping back to it's resting place as if whispering words of love, hate, generosity and envy in her ears. Each one bringing it's feeling, it's passion and desire along with it then receding into the depths that was the library of the woman's mind.

When she rose and soft smile settling on her lips, she felt a small tug against the fabric of her lavender jacket and when glancing down, noticed a little boy, perhaps no older then 10 looking up at her in eager anticipation. Speaking in an English so broken by his French accent that it could barely be understood the boy said with the embodiment of innocence, [color=#e7b3f4]"Exascuse em me mademoiselle, vould you like a tour of sis cathedral?"[/color] The boys eyes were large and green, his hair was a dirty blonde almost brown and his hands were small and frail. 

Tatiana, whose heart had melted nodded as eagerly as the boy outwardly seemed and proceeded to receive a tour of the great establishment from the energetic boy who was so happy to have a customer that he began talking so quickly and so sporadically, mixing between French and broken English that Tatiana began to simply nod at this explanations of rooms, halls and stair cases whether she understood what he had said or not. This boy, this child working his way into his next meal brought so much joy and so much sorrow to the woman that she couldn't help but love him with each excited burst and miscommunicated fact.

As the tour concluded and Tatianas legs began to waver from so much movement in so little time, she gave the little boy the largest tip he would ever see to which he burst onto her in a hug filled with tears, thank yous and laughter. The hugs were of course returned graciously and genuinely before she left the boy behind to find other tourists to give guides to. She began making her way down the stairs of the cathedral once again as the bells rang for the noon hour. Loud, powerful and emotional rings vibrated off the floor of the courtyard as each passer, whether foreign or otherwise, glanced up even if just for an instance at the origin location of the rings. 

Tatiana headed towards the nearest café, ordering herself a sandwich to which she would eat on her journey then flagged a taxi giving him the address given to her before sitting comfortably within it, eating her sandwich as the taxi made it's way from the location.