Dante didn't respond immediatly when she spoke an inquery. But eventually, after turning the page, he looked up, tresses of black hair shifting from his face as he stared at her with his honey brown eye and a medical patch. "It's just a scrapwork." he replied to her, changing back to the first page.
It had many decorations, a long flowery garden and white benches and grape vines. The sky stretched on forever with sketchy clouds. A very small additive was a locket embedded into a grape vine. The heart left open as it tilted to the side and a leaf and flower charm hung above the locket. At the left hand corner at the far bottom was a slightly blank area with a name, 'Arianna'. That was his mother's name, for this was originaly his mother's book. He had read the story so many times he lost count.
He stared at it for a moment before returning to the previous page and continued to read.



