It’s yet another musty, cold, and gloomy day in the bustling city of London. You hear the clip-clopping horse hooves and the splash of people walking through puddles on the cobblestone streets. A beautiful young lady stands under a lamppost in front of a three- story brick apartment. She wears a creamy yellow etamine dress, a light pink top hat with flowers on it. She carries a tan bag with painting stuff in it. She has dark brown curly hair, light blue eyes, and pale skin.
Catherine looks down the dark, creepy alleyway across the street as she waits for her carriage to arrive. A shadowy figure moves slowly towards her.
Catherine, hoping it's just her imagination, calls out, “Hello!”
No answer.
The shadowy figure is still coming closer, but now she hears the tip-tap of footsteps.
“Who’s there?” Catherine says, starting to get scared, not sure what to do!
Suddenly a black carriage, with gold lining and one big brown horse, pulls up right in front of Catherine. A small man, who wore a simple black suit, with a black top hat, white hair, and a scar on his right cheek was driving the carriage. He looks down at her, smiles says, “Lady Catherine, you are as beautiful as ever.”
“Thank you, Alexander,” Catherine says, getting in the carriage. She then looks down the alleyway through a window, but whoever was down there is gone.
“Are you fine. My Lady? You seem off,” Alexander says, concerned.
Catherine looks at Alexander and pauses for a moment, “Ah, yes, I just got lost in thought, that’s all,” Catherine says more enthusiastically as the carriage starts moving away from the creepy alleyway.
“Did you hear about the big clock tower that they are building? Some think it is going to be one of the tallest clock towers on earth,” says Alexander.
“Yes, it is quite exciting. In fact, I plan to paint the process, starting today. I think it will look very nice with this sunrise,”
“How wonderful! I will have to see this beautiful painting when it’s done,”
“You are too kind, Alexander,” Catherine says, smiling.
“Well, here we are, My Lady. Do be safe now. It is still pretty gloomy,” Alexander says with a serious face.
“I will. Don’t worry now,” Catherine says. She waves goodbye, then walks over to a nearby bench, across the river from the incomplete clock tower.
Now the sun is rising, and beautiful bright colors seep through the clouds above the smoke looming from the brick buildings.
The colorful clouds perfectly transition with the smoke and the rays of sunlight on either side of the clock tower. Catherine smiles at the beautiful gloomy morning.
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