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 Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 3:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 3:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 3:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 6:41 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 10:22 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 5:22 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 9:33 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:01 am
Dear Journal:
Jera seems to be growing so fast, its hard to keep up with her in any sense of the word. She went from bottles to sippy cups in a flash and from stumbling flat out galloping so fast it makes my head spin. Though personality wise she's not really changing at all. she's still moody, independant and distant. She'll watch peopel and interact with them but she dosen't connect there's no tangible affect cuased by the interactions.
I wonder truly wonder if she's ok, if this change in bodies and ages has left her scarred in some way. I don't doubt that she deserved her punishment even if I don't know what she did but I worry none the less that soemthing is wrong. In an attempt to help her deal with this I'm taking her shopping tommorow to pick out some new clothes and toys, even though she is an adult in someways there still a kid inside her that probably wants to play.
Nyx.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 3:14 pm
Jera eyed the coiled silver object with apprehension. She had no true desire to play with it but still it was amusing. It was a simple slinky an object she had seen before on many planets under many names. Apparently some things likes slinkies were universal you could find them anywhere. Jera however was still skeptical about using it after all she as far too old to use a toy.
Not to mention that Slinkies, when held and boucned from hand to hand often minds to lapse into the alpha state. This is a relaxed state of mind similar to that of a trance and it was not a state Jera wanted to be in. Although jera had been unsucessfull as of late attempting to mediate she was not yet willing to resort to using a slinky as an aid.
Picking up the slinky she poke it gently and watched as the top half sprang away from the bottom. Unable to resist Jera have a soft smile and headed for the stairs. What would it hurt to play for a few moments to pretend that things were ok just for a bit. Besides she reasoned it would futher reinforce Nyx's belief that she was adjusting, not that anyone could really adjust to be transformed, made younger and flung far from home, but it's not like she could speak yet to express those thoughts. Jera sighed she would try again to get her new vocal cords to work as soon as she was doene with the slinky
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 11:53 am
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 2:29 pm
Cliiiink clinnnk cliiink , Jera lay in her corner playing with her slinky. Each time she raised a hand and shifted the weight there was soft clink, the steady sound soothed her nerves. She was getting strogner and faster everyday, she was already more steady on her feet and her fingers became more nimble with each use so why couldnt she speak? Why was she only able to utter squeals and hisses. Of course to still be able to hiss, to converse on the rare occasion that she found one who spoke her language was pleasent. still, she flicked her tail in annoyance sighing when she only ended up lightly stinging her own hide; still she needed to learn to speak in this body.
This stupid warm blooded mixed up body,a childs body molded like the Tabula Rasa's. Placing her slinky of the floor Jera unfurled her legs and stood. She walked few steps over to the tall mirrors that hung on one wall of her room.she stood there evaluating herself for a moment , finding every flaw she could from her rather useless tale that was time consuming to keep neat, to her large bulky body that was impossible to sneak around with. Although she did have to admit that her hooves were dangerous weapons and now even as a small unsteady child she could reach speeds she never had before. There was some good in her new body though she still longed for her own. When desitiny makes a decsion you have no choice but to accept it. That was what the Tabula Rasa said and as much as she hated to admit it they were right.
Taking a deep breathe Jera formed two pictures in her mind, the first was her old self the strong fearless and emotionless Surisana a woman whos life revolved around deceit and treachery. The second was the self that she was now, Jera. In her mind she melded the two togeather. All that was Surisana's personality and memories and soul into the tiny but potential filled form of Jera."Accept and you shall be set free" She wispered softly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:26 am
Dear Journal
You know how some people never grow up? Well Nyz is one of those people, for you see only one of those people would risk damage to their furniture and breakables by having a waterfight in the house. Everything from regular water guns to balloon bombs and the house from the kitchen sink was used in an all out water war. To say the least the house suffered more than a bit of water damage.
It was fun, I really hadn't expected to remember what fun was like but today I did. Nyz and I ran about the house while thing one and thing two got in the way and occasional provided cover or decoys. It was weird to act so childish but rehearsing none the less, I also have to admit that Nyx is smarter than she seems. Several times she lead me into trap I want expecting. In the end when things got to slippery for me to navigate without risking injury we called it a tie.
After sopping up the worse of the mess we went out and basked in the sun on the back porch. Just laying there drying and staring up at the sky was more peaceful than any meditation I've done in a long time. Somehow I think today was more helpfull to me than I could have realised. My name now and the symbol on my forehead means the comletion of a cycle. I beilieve I started the cycle when I came here, stalled for a while while I learned to accept myself and now I think I need to cottinue on this path of rebirth..
I will give myself a second chance to grow up, to experience life from a new point of view in a way. However I cannot change who I am inside, my goals in life remains the same and I will always have certain methods of getting in my way. For now though I am content to to be a child. to learn and play and discover a new world.
Jera
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 8:18 am
Dear journal
I've noticed a slow change in Jera that make me think there may be hope for her after all. She's acting more and more free, like she's a normal kid. She's still smart and saucy and opinionated but I've caught her playing jacks with the kid next door and I know she watches saturday morning cartoons. The next time I see Dixie I'll have to tell her that at least in Jera's case things seem to be going sucessfully.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 8:48 am
Dear Journal:
Tommorow I go school shooping let me express in you how utterly pointless this is. Aside from regular writng practise I know there is nothing a school here can teach me heck I've met my teacher to be and I was older than her. This is unfair and stupid but Nyx refuses to listen so off I shall go to be bored all day and surrounded by idiots.
Jera
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 7:31 pm
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