Ghost and the Maiden

She looked to Memnon's dragon. "She's beautiful, what's her name?" She asked.

"Vuelo," he replied. "She's a good friend…"
Memnon looked out over the landscape.
He wasn't one to socialize, but he didn't want to be rude.

"What's my story? That's a good question...for now, I've survived the last operation, and I've survived surfing the waves of this incredible planet." He turned to look into her eyes. His habit when people talked to him. It was a matter of respect between equals.

"I was about to head to the bar. You will join me? But forgive me. Let me introduce myself. I am Memnón Inígo De Santú Gástelu. You are Anna? Je suis...enchanté de vous connaître. I am pleased to meet you," he formally and gently kisses the back of her hand and offers his arm. She takes his offer and they head to the bar where he holds her hand steady as she takes a seat in the high barstool then he does the same.

"Tea for me, lots of ice, and a twist of lemon, si vous plais. And you, Ms. Anna, what will you have?"

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