Ask her about herself
"Silvanna." She answers. That is when you notice the color
of her hair and the color of her large eyes that are right now staring
into yours. Silver. They are both a magnificant silver.
"That is a beautiful name." You reply.
She shrugs giving you a blank look. "Did you meet Raxitlan?"
She blurts out all of a sudden.
"Yes, he seemed very nice, why?"
"He isn't nice. He is a very bad man!" She exclaimes, in her
little child voice.
"What do you mean?" You ask taken aback. You thought for
sure you had found a friend in him.
"He does things that you don't know about until you find
out." she whispers.
"I don't understand." You reply.
"Neither do I, not really." She answers, pulling her legs up
close to her.
"Silvanna?" You ask her, a lump catching in your throat.
"Has he ever...hurt you?"
"No! He is nice that way. But he is always nervous, always
conducting experiments. He is nice to me. But not the others..."
She trailed off, her voice getting edgy, nervous, and frightened. You
don't want to scare her anymore but you want to know what she was
talking about.
"What is your name, honey?" You ask, ignoring her question.
