icmasticc"Now we need to show you the most amazing thing we all own!"
Pulling open the chest lid, the older one stepped in front of the chest as she moved to take the item from the container, obscuring Kal's view of it.
"We found it abandoned in a really big stone house! It's really amazing! You must see!"
The younger Yelb began to pull on Kal's arm, indicating for him to kneel upon the dusty ground before the chest and the older Yelb, whose back was still turned as she was hunched over the item.
Shooting a weary look to one of the farmers who was watching on in wry amusement, Kal conceded to the incessant youth, who let out a chattering squeal of what was apparently glee.
"Close you eyes and hold out your hands!"
"Why?"
"You have to feel how amazing it is before you can see it, silly!"
"How obvious, my bad."
This remark drew a chuckle from the farmer, who was enjoying the sight of his lord and master kneeling on the ground eyes closed with his hands out before two Yelb.
After a slight swat from the bossy younger Yelb, Kal finally relented, and closed his eyes, and extended his hands.
In the darkness of his closed eyes, Kal shifted back so that he sat more comfortably on his haunches, and tilted his head listening for the Yelb.
The sound of fast breathing, and the sense of someone standing directly over him. Finally, two small hands lowered themselves into one of his, clutching at something.
Then the two hands let go, and something the size of a small cup rested in his hand. It was square and blocky, though intricately carved. It felt like it was either bone or wood, as he could feel a grain to it. His palms began to sweat, and tremble slightly; though once he noticed that he was, he was able to make himself stop. There was a hole in the middle of it that he was able to fit his pinky through, though he didn't because he was afraid he would be unable to take it out without breaking it.
"Open your eyes now!"
Blinking slightly, Kal looked down at his hands, and gasped when he saw what he held. A statuette, with carved lines running and twisting across it. It was a faded yellow white; either an exotic wood or an ancient bone. The statuette was uniform across, taller than it was wide, with all of the twisting lines leading into the hole and out the other side.
The more Kal stared at the statuette, the more the carvings seemed to shift and dance. Struggling to keep his focus, Kal found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the statuette, and his hands began to shake more violently.
Suddenly, the geodesic patterns laid upon the statuette lifted themselves away from the object, and overlaid themselves onto Kal's vision, spinning wildly as black spots began to dance across his gaze.
With foam beginning to speckle his lips, the statuette dropped heavily from his grasp, as Kal slumped to the ground, convulsing violently and losing grasp of awareness.
The last thing he could remember before the black was the two Yelb crying out for help as they knelt before him, shaking him and trying to keep him from hurting himself.
Pulling open the chest lid, the older one stepped in front of the chest as she moved to take the item from the container, obscuring Kal's view of it.
"We found it abandoned in a really big stone house! It's really amazing! You must see!"
The younger Yelb began to pull on Kal's arm, indicating for him to kneel upon the dusty ground before the chest and the older Yelb, whose back was still turned as she was hunched over the item.
Shooting a weary look to one of the farmers who was watching on in wry amusement, Kal conceded to the incessant youth, who let out a chattering squeal of what was apparently glee.
"Close you eyes and hold out your hands!"
"Why?"
"You have to feel how amazing it is before you can see it, silly!"
"How obvious, my bad."
This remark drew a chuckle from the farmer, who was enjoying the sight of his lord and master kneeling on the ground eyes closed with his hands out before two Yelb.
After a slight swat from the bossy younger Yelb, Kal finally relented, and closed his eyes, and extended his hands.
In the darkness of his closed eyes, Kal shifted back so that he sat more comfortably on his haunches, and tilted his head listening for the Yelb.
The sound of fast breathing, and the sense of someone standing directly over him. Finally, two small hands lowered themselves into one of his, clutching at something.
Then the two hands let go, and something the size of a small cup rested in his hand. It was square and blocky, though intricately carved. It felt like it was either bone or wood, as he could feel a grain to it. His palms began to sweat, and tremble slightly; though once he noticed that he was, he was able to make himself stop. There was a hole in the middle of it that he was able to fit his pinky through, though he didn't because he was afraid he would be unable to take it out without breaking it.
"Open your eyes now!"
Blinking slightly, Kal looked down at his hands, and gasped when he saw what he held. A statuette, with carved lines running and twisting across it. It was a faded yellow white; either an exotic wood or an ancient bone. The statuette was uniform across, taller than it was wide, with all of the twisting lines leading into the hole and out the other side.
The more Kal stared at the statuette, the more the carvings seemed to shift and dance. Struggling to keep his focus, Kal found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the statuette, and his hands began to shake more violently.
Suddenly, the geodesic patterns laid upon the statuette lifted themselves away from the object, and overlaid themselves onto Kal's vision, spinning wildly as black spots began to dance across his gaze.
With foam beginning to speckle his lips, the statuette dropped heavily from his grasp, as Kal slumped to the ground, convulsing violently and losing grasp of awareness.
The last thing he could remember before the black was the two Yelb crying out for help as they knelt before him, shaking him and trying to keep him from hurting himself.