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 Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 12:47 am
Fyre/Hadrian and Rosemilk/Burgundia.
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The fire feien didn't appear to know exactly what to do with open admiration. He was blushing slightly, although it was hard to tell on his dark skin.
"Ah well...I suppose I might be. Humans have these things...air-planes...and buses and trains. And if you can sneak onto them you can just sort of ride along while they go places. Otherwise you'd have to spend a whole lifetime trying to fly there yourself! But humans apparently go places all the time. Just...here and there in these big machine things."
He was excited, and grinning broadly, in spite of himself. Half taken aback, half feeling warmly complimented.
"But you could've died," Burgundia countered. "I've only ever seen a plane on a television. I barely go out further than my garden. You've surely gone so profoundly outside that... It's hard to fathom, it really is. I'm all a-flutter."
There was another gleam in her eye. "But now you've come back and you have to teach us," she said. "You'll haveta tell all the children about where you've been, and how, and then they'll grow up knowing how to go away, not being slap near terrified of the new things. I'll never leave here, but they might. Don't you see, Hadrian? You're surely an example to us all."
Hadrian, who had never been very terrified of new things, and who didn't feel like he had properly understood even a fraction of what he'd seen anywhere he's been, was fairly certain he wasn't the one to be teaching children much of anything. But...he could tell stories. He really did like the idea of telling people stories. It seemed like a lovely thing to spend time doing.
"I dunno...I mean, I can just describe what I've seen...its not like I'm that smart, or like I know that much about the places I went. I just...went."
He shrugged, "You COULD go, you know. I never really thought about how I could have died...I mean....I LIVE in the garden. I spent the night in the meadow by the town wall last night...its...well its really pretty easy. And other feien travel! Simon told me he went to Canada! And Irisa..." He stopped suddenly, the effect was like a runner slamming into someone in his path. "Ah well, she's not around anymore. Talonfaust travelled...but I don't think he's around anymore either. I guess it has been sort of a long time..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 12:54 am
The names meant nothing to her, except for Simon's. Her eyes were glowing zealously now.
"You're like a reverse missionary," she exclaimed animatedly. "You've been to all these other places, comin' back to us to tell us how we can go there... It's just, after spending a little time in these four walls, you'll know what it means to want something more desperately."
At the suggestion that she should go, Burgundia shook her head.
"I can't go, neither," the cold feien said. "It's just not - not womanly is not how I want to put it, not feminine, but... It's so hard for me to be gentle lately, I have to relearn. Going outside would kill me. It's not for me. I have to search for God on the inside. One day I'll find Her, and maybe I'll surely be able to go lookin' in the wide world, but I couldn't survive right now. Not even now that I'm a grown woman. For one thing, I need to take care of Ruby."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 9:49 pm
He wasn't sure what she meant by "reverse missionary"...the only thing he could think of was that it would be someone who took the word of god BACK from people. And that didn't make much sense.
"I don't expect I'll be spending that much time in these four walls...really..." Hadrian sounded vaguely concerned as he said it, wary of the stress she put on the word 'desperately'
"And I guess I don't really understand what you mean...about going outside and being gentle and all that. But you know yourself best. You just sound so much like you want to travel a little."
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 12:31 am
"'Want' is an entirely different thing to 'should'," Burgundia said briskly. "It's not about me, anyhow; I just - won't you try to encourage them to get out there, Hadrian? I just think people fear it too much... The going outside. The devil makes work for idle hands. It's partly like pilgrimage, in its own way, I suppose but - please?"
She smoothed out her hair again. "I'm not used to begging for anything, especially not now that I'm a woman," she said candidly. "This is surely just important to me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 10:04 am
"Ah...well I mean...I was just encouraging you wasn't I?" The fire feien told her, a little bit of confusion still coloring his warm voice, "I've never really thought about travelling as something necessary for everyone. Its just one more something you can do if you want to."
He thought she did have a good point, in the difference between want and should. But he was still honestly very confused. And things like 'the devil makes work for idle hands' and 'pilgrimage' didn't help to clear up the vague sense that he was missing some important point in this entire thing. He also hadn't thought she was begging...maybe he just hadn't noticed thats what it was? But he didn't want her to be upset.
"I don't mind telling people stories about places I went to." He said, trying to be reassuring. "I didn't know it was so...different...a thing to do, to travel."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 6:51 pm
Burgundia gentled: he was obviously wide-eyed and puzzled, not cottoning. "You'll soon learn otherwise," she said. "For true. If you surely just tell the stories, I'll be happy."
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