03-27-2008, 03:59 PM
There was a young woman hanging around near the stage. She was dressed very elegantly, with her dark brown hair up in a bun. She was marking something off in a small leather-bound book with a stylised fountain pen.
Every now and again she would glance at her surroundings and make a face.
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go."