Lovely: Angel's Cry
Chapter 1: The Four Types of Love
It's a busy day in Centropolis.
Walking past a sea of faces, you leave its familiarly crowded avenues, towards an uncharacteristically quiet part of the city - The Lower West Side. For all the derelict buildings dotting its streets, the grime on the walls, and the occasional display of abject poverty against decaying remnants of buildings that once housed bankrupt mom-and-pop stores, very few know of a clearing that leads to an abandoned grove.
The bridge leading to the clearing is a welcome change of pace, especially for those who need a breather from the busy monotony of city life. Surrounding it is one of the few patches of greenery remaining in the city. You've most likely never been here before, and you're not quite sure you know how you got here. You stand just before the bridge, but something is stopping you from going any further.
It seems you have company.
Someone is heading towards your general direction.
Walking past a sea of faces, you leave its familiarly crowded avenues, towards an uncharacteristically quiet part of the city - The Lower West Side. For all the derelict buildings dotting its streets, the grime on the walls, and the occasional display of abject poverty against decaying remnants of buildings that once housed bankrupt mom-and-pop stores, very few know of a clearing that leads to an abandoned grove.
The bridge leading to the clearing is a welcome change of pace, especially for those who need a breather from the busy monotony of city life. Surrounding it is one of the few patches of greenery remaining in the city. You've most likely never been here before, and you're not quite sure you know how you got here. You stand just before the bridge, but something is stopping you from going any further.
It seems you have company.
Someone is heading towards your general direction.
Never mind that the person is crying, they seem rather absent-minded. As soon as they notice your presence, they wipe their tears, and run away.
You hear a faint thud as you feel something fall close to your feet.
You hear a faint thud as you feel something fall close to your feet.
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