Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 138

"Can you write?"

"A bit."

Cyril thought of how Violeta had wielded the wooden plank earlier, which gave him quite a surprise.

"Alright. Get her some ink and pens," he said.

The assistant nodded quickly and hurried behind the screen to fetch the tools.

The paper and ink were brought out.

They set up a small table that had survived the shop's raid.

The assistant was busy grounding the ink on the side.

Violeta picked up a scattered brush from the floor, cleaned it, and dipped it in ink.

With swift, fluid strokes, Violeta began writing. Her hand moved effortlessly, and she wrote a poem.

'I sleep in the clouds and dream of the sky. I'll keep dreaming as life passes me by. I think my dreams keep me sane.'

After finishing the last stroke, she handed the paper to Cyril.

Cyril took the paper and examined it with a serious expression. "Your strokes are bold and powerful. Quite impressive," he remarked.

"How long have you been practicing?"

Violeta's eyes lowered and said, "I've lost count."

If she were to calculate, it would span for two lifetimes.

She began practicing calligraphy at the age of seven in the Blakes household, even winning a calligraphy award in high school. Adding the years of this life to the previous one made it an incredibly long time.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen this year."

Cyril turned to his assistant and said, "Fetch me more paper."

Then he looked at Violeta and said, "I'd like to see you complete the poem."

"Alright."

The boy returned with a fine paper. Violeta dipped her pen in ink and began to write. Slowly, the full poem emerged on the paper.

Cyril watched intently. When she finished, he nodded.

"Strong, confident strokes. Well done."

Violeta smiled and asked, "Does that mean I can get a free pen now? I want the one you showed me this morning."

Cyril went behind the screen to retrieve the pen. He asked, "Do you know the story behind this Umber pen?"

Violeta remained silent.

Before Cyril picked up the pen, a voice came from outside the shop.

"This is the place! Mr. Wally, she's still inside!"

Violeta turned to see the Houles she had fought earlier, returning with reinforcements.

Wally had been humiliated earlier. This time, he brought in many fighters to reclaim his reputation.