Trost District の小説・ストーリー

DAHLIA: As that long and eventful day turned into night, I felt nervous in a good way. Tristan and I would be spending our first night together. I will finally be with my mate. It was a dream come true! Right after the wedding that afternoon, we went straight into Tristan’s fief at Crohmwall District, which was in the northern part of Talandor, just a little bit beyond the palace gates. Although it wasn’t too far away from the capital, Crohmwall was surrounded by mountain stretches and a deep, lush forest, which made it an easy hideout for any rogue wolf or vampires.

“The taco truck?” “Yes,” she confirms. “That very colorful food chariot.” We take a detour past the taco truck and then through a fountain just to make sure. By the time we make it to my apartment I am wet and hungry. Apparently taking one of the tacos with us would have just given away our location as they followed the smell of sauteed onions. Whatever. When we make it back to my apartment, Devona takes both my hands in hers. “Take a deep breath, and try not to think.” She instructs. “ It won’t be as hard as last time.”

Nick was always on time. That was a good thing, he got acquainted to the girls before Jeremy, Eric and Sam came along. Mallory had actually brought someone as well, Tristan Grant. We knew each other because this town was quite small. We just never talked to each other. He had brunette locks and grey eyes. He wasn't the most good looking guys but his body compensated for that. Mal had explained that they were gym buddies, just gym buddies. Tristan's parents the Grants owned a famous super market. It wasn't as big as Walmart obviously but it was big and popular around Eastwood Valley and yes, they went to our church. Laura later pulled me aside saying..

Clement approached Trist at the stool bar. "Your dodgery did not even offer you!" Clement said he was referring to Trist drinking wine. "You arrived late." Trist answered sparingly and poured wine into his glass. "I just want to ask, why is this the resort you chose?" Clement asked curiously. Trist drank some alcohol before answering. "Welcome to my resort!" He said smiling at Clement as a reason to stop it. "W-What? This is your resort?" Clement said incredulously. "Yes, why did you surprise me?" Trist said laughing.

I looked at each district again and checked where they were stationed, their location. I wonder if these 26 districts including Mahar, were all connected before. Yes, I presume. There are also remote islands near District F which look like a dot. I stared at the long road, a train track. It is connected to all districts, owned by District T, obviously, Transportation is their industry. Their seal is an image of a train with wings. They make the transportation. Are they the ones who made the big flying ship of the embassy? District F, on the other hand, their seal has an emphasis on a trident with three fish stuck in three sharp portions of the trident.