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Kara Winters

PostPosted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:36 pm


Father to Daughter Chat


It all honestly it should have not surprised her; her mother lived for children. Lin Winters, the twentieth child of Kara and Donovan Winters knew that a century from now her mother would still probably be having or adopting children. It was that or be the infamously doting grandmother as she was being now. The young woman stood in the sunroom with her hands limply at her side as she stared at the scene before her.

The sun from the sky light shone brightly down upon the earth haired angel highlighting her head as if she had a halo of golden brown. She smiled warmly at the little bundle of joy that lay under her as she tickled its chubby belly. That bundle of joy giggled and shrieked waving tiny fists in the air. To any other person, it looked like a scene between mother and child. Except this child, was not one of the woman’s latest twin daughters, but rather the daughter of one of her other daughters.

Lin’s thoughts were interrupted as a heavy weight suddenly came down on her shoulder. She looked up to see her father in what one would call a ‘s**t-eating’ grin, which to her tended to bode less than good things. Not to say her father was a bad man, he just rarely grinned like that without deriving some sort of amusement from someone else’s predicament.

“Welcome to the circle of life.”
“You’re enjoying this whole thing way too much….” She muttered all the while giving him a dirty look.
“I’m a grandfather, how can I not enjoy this whole thing?”

If he had been any other person, like say his father, or even better yet like her mother, then Lin could fully believe him. Well, she believed that he was happy for her, but it probably wasn’t because he became a grandfather.

“You’re already a grandfather, several times over I might add. You’re just amused by this.”
“Damn right I am,” her father pushed up his glasses before continuing, “It’s you, and while I admit you have your mother’s soft looks, and some of her better social qualities. You’re still like me a bit.”
“First, don’t swear in the company of children… second, that is the very reason why no one should trust me with a child.”

Donovan blinked in somewhat surprise at that statement; he knew that she had doubts. After all, Lin had her whole life planned before she even grew a chest. Yet, the idea she didn’t trust herself with a child, was a bit new to him. Her father thought though, this like many things would pass eventually.

“If it makes you feel any better I thought so at one point.”
The young woman tilted her head slightly confused at such a statement since for as long as she had known him, he had always been looking after children, herself included, “Dad, you are the father of over twenty children.”
“And I hadn’t been around for nineteen of those children,” was the blunt response, “By the time I met your mother she had about eighteen children, Elnara doesn’t count because she was an adult when Feng came up with the bright idea to make her a Winters. You must have noticed by now after all… Triton doesn’t call me father.”
“But Cindy does,” Lin pointed out and Cindy was the eldest.
Donovan scoffed, “She does so out of formality, it was awkward for your sister to call me Donovan in a world where the idea of calling one’s father by their first name is unheard of. Really, besides Yukiko, Hope and Faith, you’re the only one I really raised.”

He fell silent after telling her that, for he didn’t need to tell her how much time he had invested into her life. She knew, she remembered him teaching her and her following him.

“You always followed me around,” he added, “At least until you found Earendil, you always tried to visit him after that, and tried to learn on your own.”
“I needed to learn more than just fighting and you are such a worrywart when it comes to weapons training.”
“Ah yea… well… that’s what happens when you get emotionally invested.”
“But you let Feng and Ryu have real weapons and you were emotionally invested in them.”
Donovan coughed for a moment and then murmured lowly to her, “Don’t tell your mother this, but I wasn’t… at first. They were old enough long before I ever confessed to your mother.”

Well, she supposed that explained a bit about the difference in her training and the difference in their training. She had been envious as a child that the two were allowed to do what she could not, even though she was old enough.

“The point is… is that I didn’t think I could do it neither. The day your mother shoved your journal into my hands and said name you and write down your progress, well…”
“And look at me I turned out fine.”
“If I want to be really honest with myself, the elves had just as much to do with raising you. I certainly as hell wouldn’t have given you such good morals.”
“Language Daddy…. You mean the whole not lying bit? You don’t lie.”
“Lin, sweetie, you don’t get called a manipulative b*****d if you don’t lie a little. Besides, how else did I become your mother’s assistant?”

She laughed at that, Lin had forgotten that Donovan had lied to her mother and told her she had hired him to be her personal assistant. Even though that was probably the best lie he had ever told in his life.

“Besides, they taught you to be a good person, not to lie, keep promises, and all those wonderful and good things.”
“You taught me honour, isn’t that what being good person is all about?” Lin asked him, “You’re a good person, you got involved with stopping the slave trade when you didn’t need to. And don’t give me that crap about the money, I know for a fact you have touched your share only once in the decades Haven has been running, and that was to fund my trip.”
“Language,” he smirked at her, “And they pissed me off, being attacked by a mini army of slavers will do that to you.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”

They fell silent once more watching the scene before them, as if they were bystanders watching something far away. In a way, it was as if the two were stuck in their own little world.

“You shouldn’t worry though,” he spoke again, “You’ll do fine as a mother.”
“I’m planning to take her with me on my next trip in three days,” Lin admitted to him, “Do you still think I’m a good mother?”
“So she’ll just be very well educated and probably think she’s part elf,” Donovan shrugged.
“You’re awful….”
“What? It’s true, I mean you spend so much time with the elves your grandmother is asking if you’re going to marry one of them.”
Lin groaned at that her Grandmother Mi could be so… so traditional, “You did tell her that the racial differences among races would make that impossible.”
“Didn’t think that would bother you…”
“It doesn’t bother me, but it bothers them! Dad, they’re not Gaian, they can’t breed with someone of a different ‘race’.”

At least Lin was pretty sure that it had something to do with the fact that Gaian’s… blood or whatever one would call made it possible for them to breed with anyone. Lore and Elnara were perfect proof of that, it seemed whatever deities created Gaians made them more fertile than rabbits.

“How did we get onto this topic again?”
“I think I was mentioning how your grandmother would be perfectly happy if you brought home an elven suitor?”
“I think it started when you said Miyuki would think of herself as half elf.”
“Ah… so I did, and I stand behind that, but I also stand behind the fact I believe you will be a good mother.”

Her heart warmed at that, it was funny really when she thought about it. Lin would have never pegged her father as the motivational speaker sort of person, but it worked. If he said things would be fine, she was going to have to trust him in that everything will be fine.
PostPosted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 10:56 pm


Traumatic Return

To say that Miyuki was a bit upset upon the return home was like saying a dip in an ocean would get one a bit wet. One moment she was out in the open where everything was becoming green again after a long white winter, and the next thing she knew she was in a stone room with her mother, and without ‘her’ Earendil. The little kitsune girl blinked as she looked at her surroundings, it was foreign and smelled funny. Most importantly though, there was no Earendil standing with her and her mother.

“E-dil?” Miyuki wiggled to look around some more, “E-dil? Where E-dil?”

He wasn’t here? Why wasn’t he here with them? For as long as Miyuki could remember Earendil had always been with her and her mother. He was always there with her mother, they were always together except when they were sleeping which Miyuki had always found strange.

“Earendil isn’t here sweetie,” Lin murmured as she quickly made her way out of the portal room, her steps echoing upon the stone floor, “We’re home.”

Home. It was a word familiar and unfamiliar to Miyuki. She always figured home was where she was, but that wasn’t home according to her mother. This couldn’t be home though, she didn’t know this place.

“E-dil home!” Miyuki protested as she tried to get out of her mother’s grasp.
“Earendil is returning to his home.”
“No! E-dil home!”

Why wasn’t her mother going back? They needed to get Earendil, he would be alone without them! Why weren’t they with Earendil at all? That was where they should be, they were family.

“E-dil!”

Lin nearly fell over as her daughter tried to climb over her shoulder. It took quite a bit of strength to grab onto the little girl tightly. The last thing she wanted was for Miyuki to fall all the way from her shoulder. It was hard though, not just because Miyuki was wiggling but because she was crying.

“E-dil! E-dil!”
“Miyuki, Earendil has gone home now, we’re home too.”

It fell on deaf ears as Lin was forced to put Miyuki down before she dropped her. Miyuki, gripped her doll tightly to her chest as she ran back to the room that they had exited from. Unfortunately for Lin, Miyuki had become well aquatinted with opening doors. Before she could catch up with the near hysterical child, she had already slipped back into the room.
“Crap,” Lin muttered under her breath.

She dashed back only to find the door to the Borderlands opened once more. Honestly, Lin didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that Miyuki seemed to know which door was the right one. Without even thinking about it she ran through the open door.

Despite the fact it had only been a few minutes at the most the landscape had changed a bit. Perhaps a bit greener, but most importantly, out in the open Miyuki was alone. There was no one there, for Earendil was no doubt all the way back in the Southland by now.

“E-dil! E-dil!” Miyuki looked around not understanding, not yet knowing that the time difference between worlds meant her Earendil had long left for home.

She sniffled and continued to call out, surely he couldn’t be gone. He wouldn’t leave them right?

“Mummi!” Miyuki caught sight of her mother and ran up to her, “Where E-dil? E-dil here?”

Lin sighed, she should have explained this before going home, but how could she explain something so complicated? How did you explain to a three year old that they lived worlds apart? Bending down, Lin once more picked Miyuki up, stroking her hair gently.

“Earendil is back at his home.”
“Left?”

The look on Miyuki’s face was one of hurt, her ears laid back as she had trouble understanding why Earendil would leave them like that. She thought he loved them. Lin, realized very quickly that Miyuki could take this the wrong way.

“Just to see his family,” Lin assured her, “Just like we’re going to see ours.”
“Fam’lee? E-dil fam’lee.”

Lin winced at that as she slowly headed back towards the portal, she should have foreseen something like this happening. How could she explain to Miyuki that Earendil was not family, and might possibly never be family?

“He’s not family, he’s a friend,” Lin murmured softly, “Maybe, in the future, but I don’t know yet.”

For a moment she hesitated, not sure if Miyuki understood what she was being told. It was so much harder to raise a child, who was that, an actual child mentally and physically. Still, Lin thought, it was worth a try, Miyuki deserved that much.

“Maybe if I love him a lot, maybe he will be, but I don’t know.”
“Mummi luffs E-dil, E-dil luffs Mummi….”
“I so wish it was that simple….”

There was a small feeling of relief the moment Lin entered back into the portal room. Miyuki, on her part didn’t look happy to be back, but Earendil wasn’t back there.

“Listen, Earendil still loves you lots,” Lin murmured softly to her, “But we need time to spend with our family. We’re going to visit our family okay? And then after a while we’ll go see Earendil again.”
“See E-dil?” ears perked up at that, it seemed to be the magic words.
“Eventually yes, but right now, family,” Lin repeated.

This time around, Miyuki seemed to be a bit better. Lin hoped, that by visiting the members of her family, that Miyuki would at least be distracted enough not to want to go through the portal again. Until then though, she was going to have to ask her father to lock that room. Before anymore children wandered through its doors.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 8:55 pm


Another Heart to Heart


There was a sort of dead silence between them. Despite the fact her certain brown haired angel was bouncing her little granddaughter on her lap, cooing happily, the silence between father and daughter could be felt. In a way there was a small sense of déjà vu, in the way Kara played with Miyuki and Donovan and Lin talked.

Without the suffocating tension that was held between parent and child, granted it was completely one sided.

The dark haired man’s grin widen as his glasses twinkled in the sunlight. This in turn, caused the dark haired young woman who was staring back at him to twitch. His grin only got wider until it threatened to split his face in two. She was pretty sure at this moment he was getting back at her for all the times she had made him twitch as a child.

“You knew,” she finally spoke her accusation.
“Sweetie, you’d have to be blind, dumb or you to not see.”

He never called her sweetie, at least not from what Lin remembered. Either he was really mellowing in his old age, or he was being really, really annoying. Lin decided it was probably the latter, because it was something that her father would do just to annoy her.

“You could have said something!”
Donovan gave her a look, “Look, I’m mean, but I’m not that mean. It was pretty obvious he didn’t want you to know, so I didn’t say anything. Well, at least not directly but I know you, you wouldn’t have gotten it.”

For a moment, she didn’t get it, at least until it slowly clicked into her mind. The teasing, that she had thought was geared towards her, had actually been geared towards Earendil. Her brain, for a moment in time ceased to work. At least until unbridle anger caught up with her.

“You insensitive b*****d! That was why you were teasing me all this time! You were teasing Earendil!”

For some reason, being called a b*****d didn’t bother him so much. Not that it should, seeing as Donovan had been called such on several occasions. Instead he shrugged a bit and smiled at her easily.

“I liked him, I couldn’t help it.”

Before she could go on a rant on how her father could have helped himself, she had to pause. She blinked at her father, for it had probably caught her more off guard than when she initially found out that he knew in the first place.

“What?”

This was her father, after all. He had made himself infamous in the family for doing background checks on any male outsiders, giving tasers to his daughters and scaring shitless any potential male threats. It wasn’t that her father hated males, or even hated outside males, it was just that he was very over protective of his daughters whether he was responsible for them or not. His instinct to be over protective might have something to do with the fact he had always been painfully aware of what he was before he had married the love of his life. Lin personally thought he was afraid that one of his daughters would do the same thing.

“I like him,” Donovan replied with a shrug, “He’s a good guy, has your feelings in the for front, hell anyone who loves two very obviously not elven people has to be given bonus points.”
“Two?”

Her father pointed over to where Miyuki was currently playing a game with her mother. Giggling as she was, it was easy to forget how traumatized Miyuki had been earlier. She was even introducing her mother to the Earendil doll without breaking down into tears.

“If nothing else gives it away to how much a man loves you, it’s how he treats your kid,” Donovan replied, “He spoils Miyuki, always wants to help look after her, always wants to be there for her.”
“Seeing as you did the same, I guess you would know.”

There were no bitter feelings in that statement, it was the simple truth. Donovan had been in the same position at one point, in an odd sort of way. He had fallen in love with a woman who had children, not only that but he had a hard time coming to terms with it because he had been an assassin. Who was contracted to harvest her parts, something Lin didn’t like to think on too much.

“He’s a good guy,” Donovan repeated, “So don’t worry too much on what I think.”
“It’s not you I’m worried about.”

At least not anymore, though to be honest when finding out that Earendil loved her, her father completely slipped her mind. He was never in her thoughts about what this all could mean.

“Ruel?”
“Well, there’s that, but I don’t even know if I love him,” Lin admitted.

Now it was her father’s turn to look at her strangely. Something he rarely had done, since very little ever caught him off guard. Donovan, prided himself on knowing his little girl. He knew she would be a fine mother, that she would be a strong fighter and that her place in the world was not this one but one completely different from theirs. If there was anything Donovan was certain of, was that his daughter loved his man, which was the other reason why he didn’t do anything worse. Even if he hadn’t liked Earendil, unless Earendil proved to be such sort of violent jerk or anything to that nature, he was going to have to suck it up, because that’s what ‘caring’ Daddies did.

“You were repressed as a child weren’t you?”
Lin gave her father a weird look in return, “You raised me.”
“I’m just saying, I mean… frankly besides Kin, and that kid Quinton doesn’t count, your opinion of guys in general is pretty sucky.”

Lin mused, that wasn’t really the reason why she was like this, but she had to admit it was sort of true.

“I suppose elves in general don’t count either?”
He laughed, “Hell no, these people are like the old ways, so more good ones than bad ones. That or we’re just lucky.”
“I think we’re just lucky.”

Lin watched her daughter wondering how in the hell things became the way they were.

“Don’t think about it too hard, spend time with other people. You’ll figure it out. As they say, absent makes the heart grow fonder.”
“I thought you didn’t believe in that sort of thing.”
Donovan blinked, “I don’t, but I think in your case it’s what you need. That or a shove off the proverbial cliff.”

Lin wondered if a week or two would be enough, she couldn’t stay here longer, it would keep Earendil waiting.

“I’ll leave in two weeks,” she told her father.
“Good luck then, oh… by the way. Do visit your grandmother,” Donovan looked down at her with a mixture of pity, and amusement, “She’s been bothering us about you.”
“Damn…”

He laughed at that, only because he had been there too before.
PostPosted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 8:46 pm


Tea With Mi


In all honestly Lin had purposely put off her visit to her grandmother’s home, which at the time was very reasonable. Lau Mi, was that, a Lau, which meant she was one of the few members of Lin’s family not living close by. Instead of living on Winters grounds, she lived in the manicured estate of the Lau grounds. As a child Lin liked visiting there often, though it was more to take advantage of the many training grounds rather than to see anyone in particular. When Lin grew older however, she began to go only to train with Vincent, because her grandmother had begun to bother her wayward granddaughter about finding a ‘nice young man’.

She was actually going to skip out on the visit all together, but a week after her return her father reminded her that Mi wanted to see her and Miyuki. It probably did not help that she had received an invitation (which amounted to an order) from her grandmother to join her for tea. So it was, much to Lin’s dismay that she found herself sitting across from her grandmother pouring tea for the both of them.

Miyuki was out in the few gardens the clan possessed, playing with her grandfather. The way both man and child were ushered out told Lin that Mi wasn’t as interested in seeing Miyuki as she had claimed. This in turn made Lin, very, very suspicious.

“You should visit me more often Lin,” Mi commented lightly, “You haven’t visited in months.”
“I’ve been traveling grandmother.”

Lin was more focused on trying to pour the tea without spilling and without looking like an idiot. She didn’t care how many lessons she took, she look gawky not graceful when it was her turn to pour the tea.

“Indeed, traveling with that young man, what’s his name? Earl?”
Lin looked up for a moment, “You’re doing that on purpose grandmother, it’s Earendil.”

It wasn’t like that was a secret, everyone in her family right down to the equally annoying Vincent knew about her friend and travel partner Earendil. Granted those not of the Winters clan knew very little about the elves that her whole clan were so close to. All anyone knew was that Elnara Winters had connections to them, and in turn the family as a whole were quite close to these elves from a far away place.

“Such a foreign name….”
“We live near one of the biggest trading hubs in the world, I think foreign is a bit outdated term,” Lin murmured as she handed her grandmother a tea cup.

Properly of course, with one hand around it and the other hand under the porcelain drinking vessel. Perhaps, a bit too formal, but her grandmother loved it when her granddaughter went all out for her.

“True, at least it’s pronounceable.”
“I’m probably going to regret asking this, but why are you asking this now of all times?”

Maybe it was just her, but she really didn’t want people to bring up her relationship with Earendil, especially not her grandmother of all people. Her grandmother, while she had a good heart was a Gaian. Earendil’s world was very foreign, the kind of place that could only be found in the ‘backwaters’ of Gaia.

Mi gave her ‘the look’ over her half moon glasses, “You’re not a child anymore Lin, and traveling around with a man for several months is a good reason to question.”
“I wasn’t traveling alone.”

It was a good thing Lin never mentioned how big the time difference was, she didn’t think it would go over well if Mi knew that she spent over six years traveling. Then again, if Mi knew she had been alone with Earendil for a year, she might have had a fit. Not that Lin could ever imagine her controlled grandmother having a fit.

Her grandmother waved it off, “You were traveling with your childhood friend; you must have spent time alone with him.”
“Your point being?”
“Lin, he is a man.”

Lin sipped her tea, all the while staring at her grandmother thoughtfully. Was she implying something? Obviously the lack of reaction was not what her grandmother was looking for.

“Lin, Lin, Lin… it is only normal that he should be interested in you after being friends for so long. Childhood friends have always looked to each other at least-“

Lin tuned out the rest in favour of resisting the urge to bash her head into the table in front of her. How in the hell did everyone, including her grandmother figure this out? She hadn’t even met the man and she figured it out. It made Lin feel like she was just bad at reading situations in general. She continued to mentally rant at herself, almost missing her grandmother’s next set of words.

“Though, I’m not so sure I approve…”
“Wait, what?”

Her head snapped back up from looking at her tea so quickly Lin swore she probably got whiplash from that. All Lin could do was blink and stare at her grandmother. Her grandmother of all people! The very person who kept telling her to settle down and get marry and have kids even though Lin wasn’t quite sure how she was supposed to get pregnant in the first place.

“I said, I’m not sure if I approve,” Mi said with audio periods between each word, “I hear he’s a much older man.”
“Grandmother… he’s immortal, old is a relative thing after sixteen. No one notices, and when both sides are immortal no one really cares.”

She didn’t know why she was quite snappy about that, maybe it was because she was just caught so completely off guard. Mi, was very open minded when it came to marriages, otherwise she would have not encouraged (threatened) her son to marry an outsider. Who was immortal, not human and pretty much had more children already without being married.

“This is true….” Mi looked thoughtful.

A thoughtful Mi, sent alarm bells off in Lin’s head for some unexplainable reason. It didn’t make any sense to her, her grandmother never second guessed something like this. The whole situation was so bizarre it was surreal to her.

“It’s just I know nothing about him!”
“Grandmother, that’s no reason to be nervous, Mom and Dad know about him.”
Mi gave her granddaughter a hard look, “Lin, when you’re as old as I am in the informant business you know that to not find a single shred of information on a person is a certain sign of trouble. Your parents know him, but do they really? Even my Van admits he had only seen the man for a short while.”
“You don’t trust Dad’s judgment in people?”

Granted, neither would Lin, but for completely different reasons. Her father was a cynical as they came, he rarely liked anyone. To know that he liked Earendil meant a lot to her.

“He indulges you, in this case I would have to say no.”
“Earendil is a foreigner Grandmother, it’s no surprise there is no information about him.”
“It doesn’t matter how far or foreign a person might be there is always information my child.”
“Not if he lives in another world there isn’t,” Lin replied back dryly.

There was a dead silence between them, and for a moment Lin wondered if she had said something wrong. Her grandmother frowned and began to stare into her teacup as if completing something.

“He lives in a different world?”
“Yes, he always has, that’s why he doesn’t visit.”
“Why not? You obviously visit him.”
Lin chewed her lower lip a bit before replying, “That’s because time goes faster in his world; it would be unreasonable to have him come here.”

Mi’s eyes snapped up from her teacup, her eyes narrowing. Now Lin had really wondered if she had stepped into it. Her family tended to leave things out, because frankly it was far too complicated to continue explaining.

“How old are you?”
“Eleven… probably soon to be twelve,” Lin admitted.

The clunk of the teacup hitting the hard wood table made Lin jump, hitting her knees upon the low table. Her Grandmother looked completely livid, which was frightening actually.

“I will not allow it!”
“Grandmother, what are you-“
“It’s bad enough you spend all your hours away from your family, away from the grounds, but to spend them years at a time in another world? With a man who probably comes from a clanless-“
“Now wait a minute! Since when has it been your business what I do away from my family?”
“I’m your grandmother! Of course it’s my business. I can’t have my granddaughter trotting around in some other world, doing who knows what, spending years at a time in a world that isn’t even her own. You use to be such a good little girl, always following your father around, but ever since you met that… that man it’s all changed.”
“Father is completely fine with the situation as it is.”

The hired help, the servants who normally manned the doors in case Mi needed anything scurried away as the tension between the two women rose. The fact the lady’s granddaughter had addressed her father formally spoke volumes of how angry the young woman was.

“Well I forbid it! That man is obviously no-“
“You will not talk about Earendil that way, whom I spend my time with is no concern of yours.”
“And your daughter? You are willing to have her influenced by foreign beliefs?”
“He’s a perfectly good role model, kind, thoughtful, responsible and intelligent.”

Which was only scratching the tip really, elves were quite good role models as long as it wasn’t one of the bad apples so speak. Though dragging Earendil and Miyuki in on this was getting onto Lin’s nerves. The whole thing was just rubbing her the wrong way, because her grandmother knew nothing about Earendil.

Mi snorted at her granddaughter, “Who lives in another world, you should be settling here, find a good husband here. I know several young men who would make much better fathers.”
“Who are probably all jackasses, I’m not interested in a good husband; I am interested in an excellent life partner.”
“And one from another world would be?”
“At least he respects me for me, and actually gives a damn about how I feel.”

There was a glint in Mi’s eyeglasses, the sort she had often seen on her father when he had caught someone in a mind trap. It was scary how alike the two were, even scarier how Lin was not scared of her. She was just down right furious, because it hurt that her grandmother didn’t approve of Earendil.

“Like what? Your love? He’s not worth that.”
She exploded on her grandmother, “Who I love or do not love is none of your damn business! He is worth more than any of those… those boys who call themselves men!”

She slammed her hands down on the table top rattling the tea in their little teacups, threatening to spill them over. Leaning over the table Lin glared at her grandmother with self righteous fury.

“This is my life, our life. As far as I’m concern, you, his father and anyone else who has an issue can go to hell for all I care. He is worth loving, worth the trouble, and sure as hell worth whatever hardship will come with it.”
“See… was that so hard to say?”

For the second time (or maybe the third) time since sitting down that day, Lin looked like she had been struck from behind. She was still leaning over the table; the palm of her hands planted firmly on the wooden surface as she stared at her grandmother.

Mi leaned over and patted Lin’s cheek, “Honestly, you and your father are so repressed sometimes!”

Her grandmother leaned back a bit taking a long sip of her tea, savouring the flavour.

“You pour a good tea, those are good skills to have for a wife,” she murmured her approval.
“Grandmother?”
“Hmmm? Oh… oh yes, of course,” she waved Lin off, “You have my blessing. I’ll be sending you some proper clothes. Can’t have you courting in your fighting gear, that’s just terrible. I suppose you’d want blue? You’re like your mother that way, always wanting blue, but you’d look so good in scarlet. Well, I suppose I could send more than one robe set, you cut your hair though. I had some hair pieces just perfect for you, and you went and cut it… tsk….”

Lin looked at her grandmother like a deer caught in headlights, one moment she was berating Lin on her choice of men, and now she was preparing for a courtship?

“Lin, sit down, and stop gapping like that. You and your father both, mention love and you look like a fish out of water. If I wasn’t around neither of you would get married, well if I wasn’t around you’d probably wouldn’t be born. I don’t care if you’re from a vase, you must have your parents’ spirits residing in you.”

Slowly, Lin eased herself back into her seat, her head spinning from all the information that was being pushed upon her.

“Just a pity you couldn’t take more after your mother. Your father was like you when he first courted your mother. Had to be bashed upon the head before he figured out he loved her,” Mi laughed, “Your poor father never looked so aggravated in his life!”

Lin couldn’t help but wonder if the real reason why her father had been so aggravated was because of her grandmother. Though as unsettling as it was (and as annoying as it was), her grandmother had gotten her to admit the one thing Lin herself wasn’t so sure about. It made her feel even more light-headed than she had been before.

Mi smiled kindly, “You’re overwhelmed, don’t worry that will pass. Love will do that to you, you know. Overwhelm you with its illogic nature. I remember the first time I giggled like a school girl, I was so disappointed in myself to act so silly at first.”
“You?” Lin remembered there were times she had felt like that, and thought she was being stupid.
“Of course, I might berate your grandfather a lot, but his silliness is what caught me to be honest.”

This was probably the most human Lin had ever seen her grandmother be. It brought a funny image to her mind, her grandmother blushing like a young girl, well she supposed the two had to have married for a reason somehow. A pat on her hand brought her out of her thoughts.

“Now, I’m glad we had this talk Lin,” her grandmother told her with a somewhat grandmother like seriousness, “You just think about it now. I’ll send the items don’t you worry, he won’t be able to resist. Now, off with you! I love your grandfather but he shouldn’t be left alone with children for long periods of time.”

This whole thing was most disconcerting to her, but Lin had to admit her grandmother was right. There was also a bit of giddiness knowing her grandmother was willing to ‘help’ her with her courting (even though that really wasn’t needed). Getting up, Lin bowed slightly.

“I’ll see you again Grandmother,” Lin murmured before leaving.

So distracted was she that Lin didn’t even notice the extra shadow in the room as she left. Once out of sight, Mi chuckled to herself picking up her tea cup again.

“What do you think?” she finally asked.

Out from the shadows stepped a dark haired man who was obviously related to Mi. He had the same dark eyes, the same set stern face and even had glasses that hide him from the outside world.

“I think I’m going to a special sort of hell for this,” Donovan replied taking a seat across from his mother.
“But this is what you wanted?”
Donovan took the tea cup that his daughter had once held, “Yes, she gets the love of her life and my granddaughter gets a father. Thank you Mother, for your help.”

With that, Donovan finished off the tea that Lin had left behind.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:32 pm


I Didn’t Do It!


“I swear I didn’t do it!”

Those were probably the most infamous words to ever come out of Lau Long’s mouth. Most likely because whenever he says it something generally epic was happening at the moment. Like a section of a building being on fire or fireworks in broad daylight, or somehow managing to knock a bottle with destructive powers over, breaking it in the process. In short, Lau Long was a disaster waiting to happen at times, which begged the question how he managed to be an assassin and still be alive.

Still, Lau Vincent had to admit that this was one of the more interesting ‘I didn’t do it’ moments that Long had ever had. Long had burst into his office holding something in his hands, only to be tackled to the ground by his bodyguard. Reflexes had been the only thing that kept the thing in his hands from being squished. So there he was, him sitting behind his desk with pen in hand, his ‘uncle’ on the floor, with his bodyguard on top of him, holding out in front of him a little kitsune girl in clothes too small for her.

“Funny Jiji,” the little girl giggled.
“When did you become an Uncle Goldfish?” Vincent asked his own uncle in a deadpanned sort of voice as he continued to do his paper work.
“Un’cle Goldfis’?” the little girl looked down at the man who was holding her.
Long paled a bit, “Are you trying to get my granddaughter to kill me?”
“Which one? You have several.”
“You know! The favourite one! Lin!”

Vincent paused and looked up from his paperwork again, giving the little girl a good hard look. He had heard that Lin adopted a little kitsune though the last he heard it had been a toddler, this looked to be six. Unlike Long, Vincent was good a putting two and two together. While he had never seen a stage child grow before, he was very well aware of them. Putting his pen aside, Vincent rose from his desk and strolled over to grandfather and granddaughter.

“Song, get off of him,” he motioned to his guard, “So this is little Miyuki Winters, my… you’ve grown.”

He plucked the child out of Long’s hands. At the age of six, while she was heavy, she wasn’t overly heavy to hold quite yet. Studying the child, he had to admit a kitsune was probably a very interesting child to have.

“You have to help me,” Long picked himself up, “She just got bigger! I swear I didn’t do anything.”

Vincent twitched, reached out and whamped Long over the head. Sometimes he thought, Long was so use to causing trouble, that when he wasn’t causing trouble it was still his fault somehow.
“Idiot, growing is a good thing, it’s like have an impromptu birthday.”
“I-dot,” Miyuki repeated.

Vincent chuckled darkly at that, so she was at the age where she would repeat everything. How amusing it was he thought as he went over to press the call button on his desk. The speaker crackled to life as he ordered for some clothes fit for a six year old.

“Don’t say that in front of Mommy, she might try to deck me.”
“Bad wod?”
“Well… yes… yes it is,” sitting back down he let Miyuki have his lap, “So where is Lin?”
“Mi wanted to talk to her,” Long shrugged.

Despite the fact Long wasn’t so bright sometimes, he was pretty sure that his granddaughter wouldn’t like her daughter being around Vincent. She had often commented on how Vincent’s personality made her father seem like a marshmallow. Personally, Long would agree with that assessment.

“Trying to get her married off again?” Vincent chuckled knowing full well it wouldn’t go over well.
“Err… yea something like that.”

Long didn’t quite know what it was all about. All he knew was that a few days ago his son appeared asking for his mother’s help, which was strange because Donovan would rather be shot than to ask his mother for help. It turned out, from what he gathered that Lin had fallen in love with an elf from another world. A bit odd, but love was love, even if you didn’t know you were in love, which was what Donovan had explained. So, Donvoan, wanting his little girl to be happy, recruited his mother to push Lin’s buttons to get her to realize she was in love. It was a brilliant but dangerous idea.

“Who’s the poor sap this time?”
Long glanced at Vincent, “Uhm… Some guy named Earendil.”
“Ada?” Miyuki looked up at the two men.
Not understanding it was real word Vincent continued, “So… how quickly do you think she’s going to say no?”
“Actually, Van says she loves him, without knowing it.”

Vincent cracked up at that, he trusted his cousin to know. Donovan was quite good at reading people, and he was one of those overprotective worrywarts. If Van said it was okay, then it must be so.

“Poor girl, Mi has no tact, she’s probably going to pull the whole ‘I forbid you’ card.”
“Ah… yea, anyhow, now that I know she’s okay and I didn’t like… break her or anything. Can I have my great-granddaughter back?”
Vincent looked at him, “Heck no, I’ll look after her.”
“What? Vincent you don’t do kids!”
“Your point being? Go on, tell Lin we’ll be at the main house training grounds.”
“You are trying to get her to kill me!”

Over an hour later, Long would be standing in front of his granddaughter, nervous and looking at her as if she was going to bite his head off. In reality, she wasn’t really. Lin was just having a hard time imagining Vincent as being a caregiver.

“Let me get this straight… You let Vincent look after Miyuki?”
“I didn’t have a choice! He’s clan head and he already had ordered clothes for her.”
“You let, a man more sadistic than my father look after Miyuki?”
“It’s not my fault I swear!”
“Where are they?”
“The main house training grounds….”

There was dead silence between the two of them. For a moment Long could see his son in his granddaughter as she twitched.

“If he’s doing anything dangerous with her, I’ll kill him,” she muttered as she stalked off to the grounds.
“At least it’s not my fault this time!”
PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 3:42 pm


First Gift


Magic, was not an unusual concept in Gaia, nor was the idea of innate magical gifts. If there was anything at least remotely similar between Gaia and the Four Lands besides the frightening amount of wild life and cultural aspects in common, was the fact for some species in Gaia, innate magic was a way of life. No one knew this better than Lin, even though she was born a Second, she had the innate magic to hear voices upon the wings of butterflies. So she really shouldn’t have been surprised when it became apparent that her daughter had innate magic. Considering Miyuki was of the infamous kitsune race it really shouldn’t have surprised her.

Really, really shouldn’t have surprised her.

Yet, there she was, standing outside with a towel in hand; slightly damp and staring up at a tree where a three tailed fox was looking down at her. Lin stared in disbelief in the situation she had caught herself in.

“Any luck getting her down?”

She nearly jumped out of her skin, and mentally cursed herself for not realizing that her father was behind her. It was obvious she was quite distracted at the moment. Lin looked back up to the pacing fox. The foxy creature paced around and seemed quite agitated, which told Lin that Miyuki did want to come down but didn’t know how to.

“No… I don’t even know if she can change back.”
“I have to admit, I didn’t think we would have another shapeshifter in the family.”
Lin scratched her cheek absently, “I think Shiro said something about kitsune gifts.”

Honestly though she didn’t know how to get Miyuki down without climbing up there herself. She certainly wasn’t going to have her little girl jump down, without knowing if she could catch the child. She handed the towel to her father.

“I’m going to go up and get her,” Lin explained.

Donovan looked at the wet towel, he wondered what in Gaia’s name his daughter and granddaughter had been doing that warrant a soaked towel. He wasn’t overly worried though. The thing about Seconds was that because they started out so small they had to be really good climbers or else they wouldn’t get anywhere. Lin was proof of this as she gotten around a lot as a small child, so it wasn’t a surprise that she scampered up the tree without breaking a sweat.

Miyuki on the other hand had a lot to worry about. One moment she had been running from her Mummi in a game of catch me catch me after her bath only to find herself on all fours and up a tree. The height made her woozy and she couldn’t get back down. If she could in this form she would be crying, instead she made crying fox sounds.

Lin carefully stood on the sturdiest branch she could find, as she edged closer to where her daughter was. She folded her wings into her back so they wouldn’t get caught on anything. It wasn’t something Lin liked doing, it made her back feel so tight.

“Miyuki…” she called out softly, “It’s okay, Mummi’s here.”

She crouched down to reach out to the little girl. Up close she could see Miyuki was trembling, seeing that Lin decided she was going to have to teach Miyuki how to climb a tree. Honestly it was a good life lesson to have, she used it many times growing up.

“I just need you to come a bit closer,” Lin told her.

The claws were literary digging into the bark; if Miyuki didn’t relax it was going to hurt holding the child. Long ears twitched as Miyuki turned her head slightly to look at her Mummi, who looked so big now. She shook her head, she didn’t want to move from her spot.

“Don’t worry, Grandfather will catch you,” Donovan called up.

Lin honestly didn’t know if that was helpful or not, instead she went one branch up, and skittered side ways until she was standing over Miyuki. This was a bit difficult because there was no guarantee that she would end up low enough to grab her. In fact, Lin was doing quite the balancing act, trying to stay on the tree branch. She chewed her lower lip, this was going to be risky, and Lin could only hope she didn’t hurt herself or traumatize Miyuki in the process.
Taking a hold of a slightly lower branch, Lin took a deep breath before bending over and scooping up the small fox with her free arm. Standing straight quickly, she wobbled a bit to catch her balance. All the while Miyuki’s claws were digging into her because the little girl was trying to cuddle close.

“Okay now, I’m going to jump, I promise we’ll land safely,” Lin murmured into Miyuki’s ear very softly.

Letting her wings out, she leaped from the tree using it to keep her from falling too fast. Landing on her feet, she could feel the shocks travel up her legs from the landing. That was going to ache a bit later, she thought to herself. Since she had expected a bit of extra weight from jumping, Lin didn’t notice Miyuki had turned back until she heard her childish voice.

“That was fun! Let’s do it again!”

Lin blinked and looked at her now very naked daughter who was smiling brightly, as if she hadn’t just been stuck in a tree for about half an hour.

Donovan laughed at that, “How about you get dressed first?”

He handed Lin his overcoat to use instead of the damp towel. There was oblivious amusement in his eyes as he did so.

“At least you know things won’t be boring when you go off again,” he told her.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 10:10 pm


Stirring 108 F.A. Day – 2 (Amon Darthir)

It has always been a tradition for the parent to write something in a journal that would one day be given to the child in the family. Unfortunately this is a tradition I have put off doing, and even more unfortunately I realize now I know little about the actual date. Since we’re going to be Amon Darthir for many months (it could be well over a year for all I know), I suppose the easiest way would be to date everything by the day number we’ve stayed here. Of course, I’m assuming that by the time we leave Miyuki will be old enough to write in here herself.

She’s already grown so much, which makes me regret for not writing sooner. In only a few months she has gone from being a baby to being a six year old child. Miyuki even has awakened her own innate gift to shape shift, fortunately she hasn’t felt the need to transform often. At least, I don’t think so.

She has however, become very attached to both Earendil and myself since returning to this world. Well, more Earendil than myself I think, she needs to get use to the idea he won’t just suddenly disappear on her. It is hard to explain the concepts of world hopping to someone as young mentally as herself. While I do not wish for her to grow up so quickly, sometimes I find myself at a lost of how to explain things.

It is a good thing the children here in Amon Darthir are so friendly, Elros was right to say these children are the most open children anywhere. Well, perhaps the only children to match that are the ones from Naros, but the children here are far more curious, and eager. Miyuki has already spent the day playing, and she is already eager to go back and play again. This is a good sign, Earendil was certainly surprised. We had feared the worse on her first day of separation from him since our return to this world. It’s a good sign though; while she is still my daughter a bit of independence means she’ll try new things.

Stirring – Day 3

Interesting question Miyuki asked me before going off to play again; she wanted to know what the bird she saw in the Southland was. All she knew was that it was not a roc, but could not figure out what the creature was. I told her it was a phoenix; she didn’t believe me at first. I’m not surprised, phoenixes of Gaia are creatures with long tail feathers and long necks, the only thing the two creatures had in common were their long wing spans. Otherwise the phoenix of this world more resembles a fiery hawk like creature, instead of the serene; almost swan like bird of Gaia.

At least it was an easy question, compared to her possibly asking why she was called a ‘sol’. Miyuki’s parentage is already confusing with myself not married to Earendil, but she is Earendil’s daughter. As long as she brings no more questions about marriage I’ll live. It’s embarrassing when your daughter is wondering why you’re not married to the man you love. It’s all innocent; at least with her introduction to my family she isn’t going to ask why neither of us have fox ears or fox tails.

Stirring Day 12


Now that we’re in a routine (more or less) it’s time to make sure Miyuki’s education doesn’t suffer while we’re here. She’s been trying to write ‘letters’ to Earendil, as a writing exercise which are in English, and letters to my parents to practice Japanese. I’m now starting to understand why my parents (my dad) thought I was insane as a child. I’m trying to figure out what is the best time to introduce Chinese, but as they say children learn best young so I have started that, and asked her to practice her kanji for that.

I haven’t even covered Elvish yet, how did I manage to do all of this as a child? When I look at it for educating Miyuki it seems down right impossible without making her sit for long periods of time which is not practical. The good news is Miyuki is fine, she likes trying to write letters to Earendil, even though they’re more doodles than words, and same goes with Mom and Dad. I think judging by her asking me the kanji for friends she’s been trying to write to them about her friends. I’m not even going to guess which of the people in her picture are which because they all have red/orange hair.

Speaking of languages, I should maybe introduce Earendil to mine when I have the time, since I know now where I stand with him. First though, I need to figure out how to teach her math without over doing it.

Stirring Day 14


Help! Miyuki wants to make bento lunches for her friends (apparently it’s a tradition to bring a lunch and share). Besides the fact that so far none of the nations I’ve been to use or eat rice, or grow it for that matter (does rice even exist here?), while I do cook, I don’t cook that often using wood fire method. Actually it’s more like I haven’t used it in years and never had a chance to use the skill without Triton supervision.

I’m not even sure how that would work, besides bentos are either one of two things, foods that are traditionally Japanese, or foods that are cute. I have no idea how to pull off either of those requirements at the moment. She really wants to take part though and make lunch.

I guess, I’m going to have to talk to the kitchen staff then, and see what can be done, and to see if it would be too much trouble to have Miyuki in the kitchen with them.
PostPosted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:35 pm


What I Did Today


Mommy said that it was time for me to write my own journal. She said it is like writing a letter to a pretend person. I don't get that, but everyone back in Gaia does that. So I'm doing that too.

We went to see Rhea and the babies today. They are very cute when they are not crying. When they cry I hide under Mommy's wing to sleep because they are too noisy. They are very small, I don't know how small babies can make so much noise.

Aethos-sola came to visit too, but he wasn't happy looking. Rhea said that he was uptight. I bet he is like that because he does not get to play that much or have fun. Aethos-sola is really nice but he is a bit weird.

After we saw Rhea and the babies (the babies had to take a nap) we went to see Ada. Ada was working but Rhea needed someone to watch the babies so Alena did. Queen Aerin gave Ada the rest of the day off. She is very, very nice.

We went into the city and got candy. I like candy a lot because it is sweet and colourful. I got candy that looked like flowers. I like pretty things.

Mommy said I am more girly than she was a kid.

I don't know what that means.

I like it when I spend time with my Ada and my Mommy, because it is a lot of fun.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 10:32 pm


Naruos


By: Miyuki Winters


Nauros is a small tropical island where all the Night Elves live.

Tropical means that it’s really, really warm all year along, but it has a lot of rain sometimes so it isn’t a desert.

The Night Elves speak Ancient Tongue, but Ancient Tongue does not have a written form because they remember everything by speaking.

It is called an oral tradition.

Night Elves only come out at night, unless you’re Haldia or Kelirahc. They have markings on their shoulder where they can summon spirit animals, unless you did something really bad and then got your mark taken away. If you have a mark you did something very good and grown up. They all live in huts and have fires so they can cook outside.

If you are not married you cannot give food to someone who isn’t married or is not related to you. Unless you really really want to marry them then that’s okay, but you shouldn’t feel bad if they don’t accept. On Nauros, the Night Elves share everything, but you have to ask first because that is the nice thing to do.

Naruos has a volcano which is a hole in the earth where really, really hot melted earth can come through. It is so hot you can feel the heat from the top of the volcano even though it is at the bottom. Sometimes all that hot stuff comes to the top and spills over like when you put too much water in your glass. When that happens it is really bad, but Kelirahc said that hasn’t happened in a very long time.

In that volcano is a flower that grows only inside of the volcano, it is really pretty and Haldia said it is for healing people, but it’s really dangerous to try and pick that flower.

My favourite thing on the island is the birds called Snugglers, they are very cute and fluffy.

My least favourite thing is when Celeb got into a fight.

I liked being on Nauros a lot, it is always warm there which is really great! Though I hope the next time I visit there won’t be a fight, because that wasn’t fun at all.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 12:20 am


Amon Darthir


By: Miyuki Winters

Amon Darthir is a small island with a mild climate, and is the home of the Sky Elves.

Mommy says that it has a mild climate because it only snows very little and isn’t very cold. I’m not sure how mommy knows it isn’t really cold because we have to wear boots and cloak in the winter time, but she says it isn’t as cold as it could be. So it has mild weather.

Sky Elves speak Common Elvish, one of the two languages spoken after the Light Elves and the Dark Elves separated. I’m not sure why the two separated, mommy said they didn’t agree with each other because they looked different, but that didn’t make sense at all. The Sky Elves were once Light Elves who left the Four Lands because the two people separated (I’m not sure why they didn’t join the other Dark Elves but that’s how the story goes). The Sky Elves had blond hair at one time, but now it is fire colour because of their gift.

I think this means many, many, many, many years from now King Caranthir’s and Elros’ hair will turn fire colour too. I’m not sure though because mommy said the fire colour is their gift and I don’t know what Elros’ gift is, but it isn’t fire and I know King Caranthir can use water. So maybe they’ll be the only blond haired elves on the island.

The other unique (that means special) thing about the Sky Elves is that they ride these giant birds called rocs. Rocs are huge birds that can fit many people at once and could probably eat a person in one gulp. They’re really well trained though, they wouldn’t eat you. Unless you attacked them, or their trainer, or anything like that, then you’re safe.

Amon Darthir is ruled by Queen Aerin, this means they are a monarchy, because they are ruled by one person. Queen Aerin makes sure everyone is safe and happy. Like having new buildings built so everyone has their own home! Queen Aerin is married to King Caranthir, and one day they might have kids. On Amon Darthir, princes are known as ‘sola’ and princesses are known as ‘sol’. It’s like Japanese, so instead of people saying Miyuki-hime, they say Miyuki-sol, but I don’t like it when people use ‘sol’, they make a big deal out of it.

My favourite thing about Amon Darthir is playing with all the other kids. Mommy says they have a lot of kids now because they couldn’t have too many kids before. Now there are a lot of kids, and there is a play area (mommy calls it a playground) just for all of us to climb and play in. Sometimes we play pretend, and other times we play tag. Mommy says what she likes about it the most is that no one looks at us twice for being different, but I’m not sure what she means by that.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 12:25 am


The Flute


It was the most amazing thing she had ever seen and the prettiest thing she had ever heard. To Miyuki Winters it was hard to believe this little wooden object that had notches along its length could produce such pretty sounds, and such pretty music. Little hands explored the wood, turning it over and over, feeling in the holes that made the sounds and the mouth piece where the air traveled through.

Finally she looked up at the elf who showed her the piece. Like most of the elves one was hard press to tell how old she truly was. Not that Miyuki understood the concept of chorological age yet.

“How did you do that?” she finally asked her.

There was a light chuckle from the Elven woman as she pointed to the mouth piece. The little one had been curious as to what these wooden pieces did that the woodsmith just had to demonstrate. Music wasn’t a common thing (though becoming more common and freely learned under the rule of the Queen), so she always took joy in showing anyone who wished the joy of music.

“You just blow into the mouth piece.”

The kitsune girl looked at the mouth piece again, well that would make sense but would just simply blowing into do anything. She had blown through straws back in Gaia and they didn’t make any sound. Carefully, Miyuki placed the edges of her lips onto the mouth piece and blew. The result was a high pitch note that wailed out of the instrument causing the poor girl to flatten her ears.

That had hurt!

“That didn’t sound like anything you made,” she told the woman plainly.

The woodsmith giggled at the little girl, those ears of hers made her expressions even more open than a normal child. Picking up a different wooden instrument she brought it to her lips and blew steadily.

“You need to control the air that flows through the instrument,” she explained.
Miyuki tilted her head to the side, “I don’t get it.”

Her ears twitched, flickering back and forth as she heard the soft giggling of her mommy. She had kept quiet for most of the exchange, though she didn’t know why. It didn’t matter; instead her eyes were focused on the woman who could play pretty tunes with that wooden instrument.

“If you blow into hard and quick the sound will be loud and sharp.”

The woman crouched down so she could be closer to Miyuki’s height showing the little girl the holes.

“And by covering the holes you can make different sounds, and by controlling your breath you can control how sharp and quick the sounds come out too.”

She demonstrated by playing what could be described as a quick little jig on the flute. The notes were sharp and quick, jumping from one sound to the next. This held Miyuki’s attention as she watched wide eyed in awe.

“How do you do that without running out of breath?” she asked.
“Practice,” there was a grin to that response, “Lots of practice, that’s how you get good after all.”

Miyuki thought about that, it made sense. She practiced languages a lot so she was really good at that and she knew it too. Looking at the wooden object again she brought it to her lips and blew this time more softly. The sound was pleasant to her ears, she tried again covering each hole. Sometimes she accidently blew the wrong way and it squealed, but otherwise it was fun for her. The whole thing, was… amusing.

She was having so much fun she didn’t notice the woodsmith and her mother talking. Lin watched Miyuki wryly, she wasn’t so sure about this, but she knew the importance of a hobby. The young woman was already learning the hard way that not having a hobby made for a very boring life after being educated.

“I don’t suppose you know anyone who could teach her that,” Lin murmured softly.
“I might, just the basics she can get the rest on her own. Do you know anyone at home who could help her once she leaves here?”

Well there was Shiro, somehow that thought amused her. There was very little Shiro could not do.

“I think so, it’ll be good for her. To do something other than book learning,” Lin murmured.
“Music is good for everyone.”

Hearing another screech, Lin looked over at Miyuki who was looking at the flute like it was going to bite her. Obviously she didn’t like that sound.

“Indeed….”
PostPosted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 12:26 am


Leaving Amon Darthir

Today is our last day on Amon Darthir, now that the city is all done mommy and ada say we need to go back to the Southland. I don’t really remember what the Southland was like, only that it was really hot, but not as hot as Nauros. We were only there for a small bit before coming here.

I kind of don’t want to go back. I do, but I don’t.

I’m going to really miss all my friends when I leave and I won’t be able to play with them anymore. It might even be years and years before I see them again and we all might be grown up the next time I come back. I don’t think I like that idea very much.

But, we’re going back to see everyone in the Southland. Aethos is coming with us so he can learn how to smile and have fun. Luk is coming with us so he can see his sister. Elro and Alena are coming with us because they’re moving to the Eastland. Best of all, mommy said after we visit grandma and grandpa for a while we’re going to take a trip all around the Four Lands!

It’s going to be really, really neat! We’re going to the Borderlands (because Luk needs to see his sister), the Eastland (that’s where all the blond haired elves live), the Human Southland (are they different from Gaian humans?) and the Eastland (where both black and blond haired elves live).

I guess thinking about it, I do want to go. I want to see all those places and the people that mommy and ada knows, but I’m going to miss everyone here. But mommy said we’ll come back some day. I hope that someday is soon. I want to tell everyone where I’ve been!

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:50 am


The Borderlands (Including the Valley and Haven)


By: Miyuki Winters

The Borderlands is a place that is at the edge of the Westland and Southland, which is why it is called the Borderlands. Though there is not a town here (according to Ulani there was one a very long time ago), there are many people living in the Borderlands. Unlike Amon Darthir or Nauros, the weather isn’t mild. During the winter it snows a lot, enough to cover whole buildings sometimes. Fortunately there are enough fire casters there to melt pathways through the snow, but when there is a storm you can’t go out.

Ulani and Ulrich, who live in what people simply call the Valley, are they have lived in the Valley before Haven even existed. Grandma says that it used to be just two houses in the Valley and one on the mountain. She even said there hadn’t been anyone living in that second house before! She also said that they didn’t even have all those farm animals like the cows and chickens where Haven gets their milk and eggs from.

Outside of the Valley is a ranch called Haven. Haven was named by Grandfather Donovan because he wanted a place to save children who were being kidnapped by slavers. There aren’t supposed to be any slavers anymore, but Haven also raises the best horses, and still have a lot of fighters that patrol the area to keep it safe.

The one really special thing about the Borderlands though, is that it is the only place in all the Four Lands where Light Elves, Dark Elves and Gaians live in the same area.
PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:51 am


Odd Luck


Miyuki frowned as she stared at the wooden tiles before her. All of them upturned before her, revealing carefully painted animals. She sat on the floor of her temporary room paying little heed to the fact she should be in bed. Despite the excitement of the day’s event and the excitement that was to come from traveling tomorrow she couldn’t get this nagging feeling out of her head.

Now that she was alone, without her mother, or her ada, or River to keep her distracted the little kitsune’s thoughts turned to her odd luck. She had won these tiles in a game of chance. Where she had to upturn tiles just like the ones she owned in pairs. Amazingly, she managed to do this on the first try. At first, it was just an amazing thing, though a bit odd because the chances weren’t really that great. Then she played a game of chance in taking out a token, which both she and River managed to do. That too, had been incredible luck. Ulrich, who had manned that gaming booth thought someone had snuck in more tokens. When they left his booth, he was recounting them to see if someone had.

She hadn’t dared ask him what he found.

In truth, Miyuki didn’t know what possessed her to take out her tiles when she should have been sleeping. Maybe she wanted to prove to herself today had just been a wild fluke. So far, she wasn’t doing a good job proving it was. Carefully picking up a piece Miyuki studied the tile, flipping it over in her hand.

She had played five games so far and hadn’t made a mistake yet.

Her mother never mentioned a gift that could change the odds. Though she was young, she wasn’t so young that she didn’t understand what this could mean for her. In truth, it made her feel uncomfortable. When she had won that prize from Ulrich, she wanted it give it away feeling unease at winning it. For some reason or another, she didn’t dare tell Ulrich that she thought something was strange about her luck.

She didn’t want to admit she was ashamed of it.

It was a real pity though, she thought as she tapped the tile on the wood floor. Shiro had told her about memory games where you guessed, but instead of the game being over once you got a pair wrong you kept going. Trying to remember where you last uncovered a tile once you found its partner. She would never be able to play that game, or any game that required chance. Not even cards, now that she thought about it. It made her frown even more.

She thought gifts were supposed to be useful.

This was some sort of gift, she was sure of it, but not one she could be proud of. Finally, after much thought she put her tiles away one by one. Eventually she thought, she would give these tiles away, because she would never be able to play.

And that was the most disappointing thing of all.

Kara Winters


Kara Winters

PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:51 am


My New Baby Brother


Today I discovered that babies can also come from music boxes. On our second day of travel mommy and daddy heard a baby crying from their tent. They went to check on it, and even weirder was that the crying was coming from ada’s bag.

At least mommy said that was a big stranger because she expected it from her bag and not ada’s. It turned out that the music box I gave to ada to show him all the gears and things was actually a baby egg. Baby eggs can be any form like a vase or feather.

So the baby egg music box hatched in ada’s bag, and when mommy reached in she pulled out Andarien! That’s what they named him. Andarien looks like a Western elf, but mommy says that he probably is more Gaian in nature. I think she means that he won’t have the elven gifts like being far sighted and things like that.

Most of the grownups gave mommy, ada and me strange looks. Though I think it’s because mommy was really calm about it and ada looked a bit confused. For me, they were giving me weird looks because I grew, which I don’t know why.

Everyone grows, but it’s not every day you get a new baby brother!
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