=/\= Unity - Mnemosyme's Office =/\=
Nym sat in the lounge chair rolling her eyes at the ceiling while the patient wasn't looking as she took her notes.
"I was at that little corner shop yesterday... you know the one ... you know with the glass menagerie in the window and the exotic feeling fabrics with the oddest designs... well like I said was in there and I was just so intrigued by the little glass animals and all the colors that the glass seemed to be... and you know it didn't mater what color the pieces were when the light hit them just right there always seemed to be some kind of rainbow." Mrs. Powell looked at Mnemosyme and waited for the young counselor to nod her understanding.
Nym sighed silently as Mrs. Powell looked back up at the ceiling from her prone position on the sofa. "Please, go on," she said as though she were engrossed by what she was being told.
"That Kind of rainbow is always so pretty but can never compare to the real thing.. anyways... one of the rainbows just seemed to be pointing out this lush fabric that seemed to feel like the softest velvet I've ever felt but the color was green and seemed to take on the fresh mown yard type of design and as I was listening to the sales lady's explanation of the fabric and its most unusual origins.... a glass figure in the loveliest shade of deep violet caught my eye...."
Nym sat a little straighter thinking {Finally} and paid closer attention when Mrs. Powell hesitated just a moment or two too long before she continued.
"....it reminded me of something and the saleswoman's voice just seemed to melt away and .... those eyes were starting at me out of now where... oohhh I'll NEVER for get them... so lost ... so forlorn so ....hurt."
"Take a deep breath and let it out slowly," Nym instructed as she noticed the older woman become more upset by whatever she was picturing in her mind.
Mrs. Powell did as she was instructed more out of reaction than actual understanding. "One minute I was staring at the new china pattern and the next everything just started shaking... I mean I practically shook right out of the top of my dress and then... we had to leave the shop as plates and things flew off the shelf and then..... there were those eyes deep violet eyes that stared at me... and that poor girls broken little body."
Nym moved to the sofa and comforted Mrs. Powell as she sobbed almost uncontrollably. {Two days of shopping details and finally...} The counselor calmed her patient with new understanding. {I wonder if she's sleeping at night... guess my questions might have to wait for a bit.}
=/\= End Log =/\=
2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx
Jr. Counselor
SB 234 - Unity
