A streak of lighting followed by a loud boom of thunder broke the silence of the eerily quiet railcar, scaring its only occupant, a petite young girl with silvery gray hair that looked like she was around sixteen years of age.
Rinné let out a weak whimper as she tried to desperately calm her rapidly beating heart. she never really outgrew her fear of thunder much to the amusement of her guardian and older brother, Thomas.
She swept strands of loose silvery gray hair away from her face that managed to escape her dress hat that sported a plumage of black and white feathers all the while her other hand kept the rather old looking and quite oversized Viola case she had firmly placed on the empty seat beside her.
Rinné was afraid that she might accidentally forget it and leave the only belongings she had left after deciding to become a runaway from her family.
The worn cowhide leather case used to contain her late brother's viola, the only memento Rinné had of her late brother who seemingly dissapeared without so much as as a farewell more than a year ago.
Now within its somewhat spacious confines was a change of clothes for the girl which consisted of three pairs of simple blouses of her three favorite colors. a few long, yet rather practical skirts that fell just above her shins, a pair of boots. Next her... "ahem"... unmentionable that could last her a week and for reasons she didn't quite understand herself, her brother's spare viola strings.
It just felt right at the time that Rinné had brought it with her instead of leaving it behind but now that she had time to process it, she found it an oddity that she, as a very pragmatic person (or so she believed to be), would even humour something that may or may not be of any use besides being nothing more than clutter to her already stuffed baggage.
perhaps it was just the distraught girl being sentimental, she wasn't really in the best state of mind when she was enacting her escape.
Rinné let out a tired sigh leaving that odd train of thought behind as she gazed outside the rain streaked window overlooking the dilapidated train station platform, the heavy downpour coupled with the mist that seemed to linger around the place made a very eerie yet fitting image that she couldn't help but feel a haunting admiration and dread the longer she stared outside.
"brother where are you?..."
she asked in a small voice as she shakily stood up and slung the rather hefty case onto her back as she vacated her seat and made her way towards the musty railcar's door that would allow her to alight onto the dark and dreary City of Bellatrix...
the last place where her brother Thomas headed to before he disappeared and left her behind to fend for herself.
A place that is also known by another name...The City of Misery.