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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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Gallus looked left and right to the soldiers surrounding them. He was sure to be careful with his words as well. "Did you hear from Janius that Meesei's awake?" He held his hands behind his back and straightened up. "If things go as they might, there will be changes. I suggest we consult the champion about them while we can. The last thing we need is any more disarray."
Fendros had followed Ahnasha quietly out of the healers' tent and strode through the dismal atmosphere of the camp by her side. He took her hand as they walked, for as much his comfort as hers. They didn't say a word as they reached their tent and prepared to rest.
As Fendros began to undo the fastenings of his equipment, he spoke in a low voice. "Ahna, we need to talk about something," he declared. "It needs to be now. It doesn't need to take long."
Although Fendros didn't look at her directly, he spoke in a manner that promised Ahnasha no escape from it.
"It's about what happened today when we were taking the walls. You remember?" Fendros lifted his eyes to hers.
Fendros had followed Ahnasha quietly out of the healers' tent and strode through the dismal atmosphere of the camp by her side. He took her hand as they walked, for as much his comfort as hers. They didn't say a word as they reached their tent and prepared to rest.
As Fendros began to undo the fastenings of his equipment, he spoke in a low voice. "Ahna, we need to talk about something," he declared. "It needs to be now. It doesn't need to take long."
Although Fendros didn't look at her directly, he spoke in a manner that promised Ahnasha no escape from it.
"It's about what happened today when we were taking the walls. You remember?" Fendros lifted his eyes to hers.
Janius stayed at the entrance to the tent while everyone rose up to leave. He returned Kaleeth's look with nearly as much uncertainty.
Fendros put his and Ahnasha's chairs out of the way and then approached Sabine. He carefully pat her on the shoulder. "Good luck, do your best." He then turned to Meesei and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Stay strong, Meesei," he said. "You are more to us than any can describe."
With that, Fendros made his way out of the tent to join Ahnasha.
After observing the work within, Janius shuffled in and put a hand on Kaleeth's shoulder. "I don't want to get in the way either, but stay if you want to, love." To Meesei, Janius then picked some words that were in contrast to his tired voice and worried look. "We'll see you in the morning, alpha."
True to what he had said to Janius, Gallus was on his way to Ri'vashi's tent, or wherever else she was. He had left whatever command was required to a subordinate who was likely thankful that he didn't have to take over before the chaos died down.
The way that Gallus moved was tense and almost rushed. He had displayed nothing but a stern frown for the entire evening.
"Ri'vashi," Gallus said when he found her. "You have heard the news?"
Fendros put his and Ahnasha's chairs out of the way and then approached Sabine. He carefully pat her on the shoulder. "Good luck, do your best." He then turned to Meesei and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Stay strong, Meesei," he said. "You are more to us than any can describe."
With that, Fendros made his way out of the tent to join Ahnasha.
After observing the work within, Janius shuffled in and put a hand on Kaleeth's shoulder. "I don't want to get in the way either, but stay if you want to, love." To Meesei, Janius then picked some words that were in contrast to his tired voice and worried look. "We'll see you in the morning, alpha."
True to what he had said to Janius, Gallus was on his way to Ri'vashi's tent, or wherever else she was. He had left whatever command was required to a subordinate who was likely thankful that he didn't have to take over before the chaos died down.
The way that Gallus moved was tense and almost rushed. He had displayed nothing but a stern frown for the entire evening.
"Ri'vashi," Gallus said when he found her. "You have heard the news?"
"I will make mine strong," Sabine said. "It might cause..." Sabine paused, but waved away possible complications implied by it. "I will make mine strong," she repeated with a resolute resistance to her fear.
While Marcaille explained her potion, Sabine crept about the tent, gathering up ingredients and equipment to make what was being explained. While she did so, she continually found herself moving around those seated. She didn't complain, or even make contact with her exhausted eyes, but it was slowing her down.
Eventually, Janius returned, poking his head into the tent. He gave his words gently. "I've told Gallus, his pack, and Ri'vashi. Ra'kalesh is too badly burnt to move, he's resting." Janius turned his head behind him and then poked it back into the tent. "Gallus said he'd try to convince Ri'vashi to visit now. He seemed very 'business first'. Uthri and Tzirret don't want to leave Peiter alone. They might come by one at a time."
Fendros felt himself become an obstacle already. He didn't want to stifle the healers by being part of the crowd that would form in the tent. He spoke to Sabine and Marcaille, "Should we...give you both some space to work?"
While Marcaille explained her potion, Sabine crept about the tent, gathering up ingredients and equipment to make what was being explained. While she did so, she continually found herself moving around those seated. She didn't complain, or even make contact with her exhausted eyes, but it was slowing her down.
Eventually, Janius returned, poking his head into the tent. He gave his words gently. "I've told Gallus, his pack, and Ri'vashi. Ra'kalesh is too badly burnt to move, he's resting." Janius turned his head behind him and then poked it back into the tent. "Gallus said he'd try to convince Ri'vashi to visit now. He seemed very 'business first'. Uthri and Tzirret don't want to leave Peiter alone. They might come by one at a time."
Fendros felt himself become an obstacle already. He didn't want to stifle the healers by being part of the crowd that would form in the tent. He spoke to Sabine and Marcaille, "Should we...give you both some space to work?"
"Not everyone there was a Breton," Sabine said. By the curtness her tone, she neither wanted to shed more light on her old coven's nature, nor really wanted to talk at all.
Upon seeing Ahnasha's demeanour and hearing Sabine, Fendros decided to quiet himself for now. He hadn't even noticed Meesei slipping into a sort of meditation. That brought the reality of the situation right back to his mind.
Sabine's magic had shifted from scanning Meesei's body to trying to do something about the traces of silver in her blood. There was a worried crease to her brow. "Meesei, Marcaille." Sabine spoke with difficulty, trying and failing to hide her own fear. "My sister once made a potion that could spread silver around the blood instead of allowing it to settle in organs. I could make that potion, I would just need the ingredients and an hour."
Sabine deliberately didn't ask whether the potion would help, even if someone would answer anyway.
Upon seeing Ahnasha's demeanour and hearing Sabine, Fendros decided to quiet himself for now. He hadn't even noticed Meesei slipping into a sort of meditation. That brought the reality of the situation right back to his mind.
Sabine's magic had shifted from scanning Meesei's body to trying to do something about the traces of silver in her blood. There was a worried crease to her brow. "Meesei, Marcaille." Sabine spoke with difficulty, trying and failing to hide her own fear. "My sister once made a potion that could spread silver around the blood instead of allowing it to settle in organs. I could make that potion, I would just need the ingredients and an hour."
Sabine deliberately didn't ask whether the potion would help, even if someone would answer anyway.
Sabine kept her attention on her magic for a short while, trying to think at the same time. "Vos," she said simply. Her eyes flicked up to Marcaille and down again. "They moved there from the west a long time before I was brought there. I cannot remember if they came from another coven. I was young when I turned."
The conversation seemed to turn away from Fendros in short order, but it was no real matter. He just wanted to confirm that Marcaille was extending her life with magic. The details would likely pass over his head after that. He turned his head to Ahnasha and murmured, "You might find something useful here. Perhaps you should speak with her later."
The conversation seemed to turn away from Fendros in short order, but it was no real matter. He just wanted to confirm that Marcaille was extending her life with magic. The details would likely pass over his head after that. He turned his head to Ahnasha and murmured, "You might find something useful here. Perhaps you should speak with her later."
Repairing Ahnasha's shoulder was not especially time-consuming, even with shoulders being a comparatively complex set of tissues to deal with. Sabine finished up her healing, manually moved Ahnasha's arm this way and that to make sure that there were no residual problems, and then strode back to her seat without a word. She seemed wholly interested in what Marcaille was doing, looking at her hands and never her face. A few moments passed before Sabine began to join in on inspecting Meesei's body with her magic.
"The 'old magic'?" Fendros repeated, tilting his head and softening his expression. "They have means of extending one's lifespan in a witches coven?" Fendros turned his head to Sabine and asked, "Did they have anything like that when you were a child, Sabine?"
Sabine shot her head towards Fendros as her concentration was broken. Her eyes wandered away quickly. "I do not know," she mumbled, "Not all covens are the same."
Janius almost remarked the similarities between Sabine and Marcaille's stories, but he refrained. He knew that it was a sensitive matter for Sabine, even if it was so long ago.
"The 'old magic'?" Fendros repeated, tilting his head and softening his expression. "They have means of extending one's lifespan in a witches coven?" Fendros turned his head to Sabine and asked, "Did they have anything like that when you were a child, Sabine?"
Sabine shot her head towards Fendros as her concentration was broken. Her eyes wandered away quickly. "I do not know," she mumbled, "Not all covens are the same."
Janius almost remarked the similarities between Sabine and Marcaille's stories, but he refrained. He knew that it was a sensitive matter for Sabine, even if it was so long ago.
All good. I'll line up the scenes once this one wraps up. I'll do them two at a time.
Probably not for a while yet. I have a few short scenes of private dialogue I'd like to play out when/if the pack moves to retire for the night.
I'm going to be a bit busy for a few hours. I'll say g'night now.
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