Continuation of this entry.
This is a scheduled post.
*I will update this entry a couple of times, around 4, probably.. This semester has been hell and I don’t feel like employing the the little free time I get to translate. Here’s a tidbit:
Certainly, only a fool would get caught in that vigilence network.
In middle of the traffic, a faint scream, almost as if it was about to fade out reached her ears, her neurones fired up and Bazett’s body, just like the wind, began her sprint.
It was 8 P.M, unthinkable for a vampire to act this early but upon hearing that scream, she started searching for it, however it was clear that it wasn’t any kind of tough.
But the sound of concrete cracking and falling.
Running uphill and making a wall jump towards the building, Bazett climbs to the rooftop and turns her head two, three times to locate the source of the scream, then taking a huge leap she landed at the back alley.
There, the singing voice of a young male reached her ears, and the scenario she had expected laid out before her. A gaping hole in a concrete wall and dust in the air.
I will see if I can continue Law of Contradiction. That’s all I can say for now.
Next day, at daybreak, Bazett got out of the bed, took a shower; wiped the sweat off her body and headed to the nearby cafe.
—She intently looked down the streets from the hotel window. The streets were the spitting image of tranquility. Then a folk guitar could be heard playing out of nowhere, together with the noise from the engines of cars and buses.
With reddish hair such as that of the Celts swayed by the wind, and dressed in a suit, a young woman was waiting by herself at the train station.
In spite of being the national railway, the schedule screen wasn’t entirely reliable. She has spent more than one hour without moving an inch, standing still on the platform.
Back then on late 2010 early 2011, I had a crush on Bazett (despite not having read much of hollow) to the point that I’d furiously seek pictures of her. I don’t know, I guess I just began liking her for that suit, fighting style (up until now, I think Fragarach is one of the coolest NPs), stern attitude and that mole. During this arduous and somewhat sad quest I stumbled upon an old website which stellarly featured Bazett, drawn in a peculiar way that reminded me of a painting, and on, the legend: The Law of Contradiction.