02-09-2015, 11:46 PM
She spent the night looking up possible meanings for the numbers. Was it some kind of code? An area code? A password? Phone number? Valentina leaned away from her computer and rubbed her eyes. She just didn't know enough.
To relax, the young woman wandered over to an antique armoire. The glass doors revealed tiny music boxes. Valentina plucked one out, and smiled as the song started. Just a few twists of the golden key was all it took. Tinkling music, soft and sweet, delighted the ears.
After that, she went off to sleep, tucked herself into the comfort of her handmade quilt. She did have a penchant for the quaint.
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The next morning, Valentina slid into a navy blue dress. She sported a cute blouse beneath it, cream colored. She put her hair into a braid before wandering out of the house, numbers in tow. Maybe it was an address?
She had the day off, and decided to investigate the commerce district. It certainly seemed like a likely enough place to solve the mystery.
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