[/html]As a misc. note, please remember to mark your threads as 'aw' or 'p' for all welcome or private, and be sure to indicate the name of the location in the ooc section or description of the thread, thanks! (And you can hover for translation. He doesn't know any English, so this will be tough!)
He had never seen anything (something?) like this before. Stones and strange structures-- small buildings and- were those humans with wings?- all crowded into one area. It smelled strange, looked strange, felt strange. Barthélémy did not know what to make of it all, any of it. These strones were different from the ones that made the larger structures, but Barthélémy did not know what those were, either. The entire place was frightening and worrying, and he wished he had not gotten lost in this strange place. It frightened him in a way nothing else had before, in the sense that he simply did not know. He did not know what it was, what the stones were for, or why the area felt so... spooky.
He shivered; he hated ghosts. His sister had been friends with a ghost when she was little, and Barthélémy had always been worried the ghost would see him (or worse, his sister), so he had always tried to avoid the two of them. No one else had been able to see the ghost-- only Barthélémy (and his sister of course). But why did this place remind him of ghosts, and more importantly, his sister? He had come to find her, to talk to her, to ask her questions, to... to what? Even he did not know. Maybe he would find her here.
He frowned, then glanced up as he heard the sound of another creature approaching, unable to move. He remained still, silent, frozen, watching the stranger for a few moments before deciding to speak. "Sa... sa... Bonjour, je regrette, mais... qu'est-ce que ç'est?"
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