When I first went down to the stream it was to seek some solace, my mind seemed alive with many images and sounds. To my surprise there were quite a few people gathered, and given as close as I had drawn I could not just turn away that would be rude so I continued onward, Greeting those there as I paused near by.
I listened for a short while and observed, it is interesting what you observe when you are quiet, I did not take part in the conversations mostly because a few of them appeared to be rather personal and it was not my place to step in, and a few questions I had asked went unanswered, not that this was a surprise there are a few I am getting used to this from. I lingered for a while and then bid all good night for a bit as I needed to take care of a few things.
Walking to my wagons, I sat on the step and began to work on some herbs,I dropped the bowl as suddenly I felt a sharp pain that seared and exploded with each breath I took it was centered around my heart and it was as if a hand of fire reached in and ripped it out, for a moment I could not see and yet I could. Pain and sorrow were woven about me and the fresh scent of blood hung in the air, and then it was gone. It took me a few moments to draw my breath, not sure what it meant but it meant something of that I had no doubt.
It took me a few moments to realize someone had a hold of my arm and was speaking my name, trying to focus my vision I would look to the slave Tori, she had come to continue her lessons as I told her she could do so only when her master had no need or her chores were done. I saw the fear and concern and quickly assured it was alright. Sometimes intense visions are shown to the extent they are felt physically. I knew she did not understand but I could not really explain, some things I cannot and will not share. I was working with some rare flowers that I had dried a few turnings ago. I would crush them and use them in some oils that would keep the skin supple and lightly scented, nothing heavy or flowery but fresh like the plains, it was good for when some one had been out in the elements to long and the skin had become, dehydrated and rough. I let her put some on to feel the lightness of it so she would understand that there are times for heavy and times for light. She worked with me for a few ahn before she had to return to her duties.
After that I would walk back to the stream to fill a couple of botas I had, one had various leaves in it that would work with the water to detoxify the blood and the other was for simple drinking. Nearing I could hear the various conversations dancing on the wings of the wind and moving to the embankment I would crouch, just so happens the healer was there, I bantered with him for a short bit, he teased me of that weak heart. It was a moment of teasing back and forth letting the words play off of each other as we talked. Seems he was attacked by a rogue wave and got his boots wet again. I had a feeling the rogue wave came in the form of Asria but was not absolutely sure. Although I was talking with him I was aware of others about me, there seemed to be a pissing contest between two. And I am not sure what the situation is but I see it possibly blowing out of proportion. I think sometimes misunderstandings can escalate into a war that does not need to happen. And when women or men fight over women or men it is never pretty, I have watched such and in the end everyone loses. The sky brings us to whom we are to be with no matter what we say or do, we can be ready or not. Love will reach out no matter what our plans. Just as I could say I will never remate, but I know that the sky will determine my path no matter what I do or say. Just as I know the sky already revealed to him how I will know who will be the one to share my life one day. The when I do not know, the who I do not know, only the words that will reveal it.
Eventually everyone left leaving me with Ongel or was it him left with me. Now he had to go and say I scared them away, and here I thought it was him. Or perhaps it was just the will of the sky that seemed to bring us to this particular place. Now see he had this idea earlier in the night that mud wrestling would reveal the strength of a woman to a man, I am not sure how he came to this conclusion but it was interesting, no one was around to take part in such, though I have to wonder, does he mean mud wrestling with another woman or with him. Personally, the later I think would be more interesting I will have to investigate this idea a bit more. Now somehow during some of the conversation we managed to touch upon the topic of biting, I am not sure how we keep getting going back to that but there it was, he thinks he can bite harder, and I of course know I can and I finally had to ask if it was a challenge, which could lead to a wager.
Seems we have a few interesting situations hanging in the air, should be interesting to see what becomes of dinner with mud wrestling and biting.
I wonder if I should tell him of why I have an advantage... nah I think I will let him find out on his own.
I listened for a short while and observed, it is interesting what you observe when you are quiet, I did not take part in the conversations mostly because a few of them appeared to be rather personal and it was not my place to step in, and a few questions I had asked went unanswered, not that this was a surprise there are a few I am getting used to this from. I lingered for a while and then bid all good night for a bit as I needed to take care of a few things.
Walking to my wagons, I sat on the step and began to work on some herbs,I dropped the bowl as suddenly I felt a sharp pain that seared and exploded with each breath I took it was centered around my heart and it was as if a hand of fire reached in and ripped it out, for a moment I could not see and yet I could. Pain and sorrow were woven about me and the fresh scent of blood hung in the air, and then it was gone. It took me a few moments to draw my breath, not sure what it meant but it meant something of that I had no doubt.
It took me a few moments to realize someone had a hold of my arm and was speaking my name, trying to focus my vision I would look to the slave Tori, she had come to continue her lessons as I told her she could do so only when her master had no need or her chores were done. I saw the fear and concern and quickly assured it was alright. Sometimes intense visions are shown to the extent they are felt physically. I knew she did not understand but I could not really explain, some things I cannot and will not share. I was working with some rare flowers that I had dried a few turnings ago. I would crush them and use them in some oils that would keep the skin supple and lightly scented, nothing heavy or flowery but fresh like the plains, it was good for when some one had been out in the elements to long and the skin had become, dehydrated and rough. I let her put some on to feel the lightness of it so she would understand that there are times for heavy and times for light. She worked with me for a few ahn before she had to return to her duties.
After that I would walk back to the stream to fill a couple of botas I had, one had various leaves in it that would work with the water to detoxify the blood and the other was for simple drinking. Nearing I could hear the various conversations dancing on the wings of the wind and moving to the embankment I would crouch, just so happens the healer was there, I bantered with him for a short bit, he teased me of that weak heart. It was a moment of teasing back and forth letting the words play off of each other as we talked. Seems he was attacked by a rogue wave and got his boots wet again. I had a feeling the rogue wave came in the form of Asria but was not absolutely sure. Although I was talking with him I was aware of others about me, there seemed to be a pissing contest between two. And I am not sure what the situation is but I see it possibly blowing out of proportion. I think sometimes misunderstandings can escalate into a war that does not need to happen. And when women or men fight over women or men it is never pretty, I have watched such and in the end everyone loses. The sky brings us to whom we are to be with no matter what we say or do, we can be ready or not. Love will reach out no matter what our plans. Just as I could say I will never remate, but I know that the sky will determine my path no matter what I do or say. Just as I know the sky already revealed to him how I will know who will be the one to share my life one day. The when I do not know, the who I do not know, only the words that will reveal it.
Eventually everyone left leaving me with Ongel or was it him left with me. Now he had to go and say I scared them away, and here I thought it was him. Or perhaps it was just the will of the sky that seemed to bring us to this particular place. Now see he had this idea earlier in the night that mud wrestling would reveal the strength of a woman to a man, I am not sure how he came to this conclusion but it was interesting, no one was around to take part in such, though I have to wonder, does he mean mud wrestling with another woman or with him. Personally, the later I think would be more interesting I will have to investigate this idea a bit more. Now somehow during some of the conversation we managed to touch upon the topic of biting, I am not sure how we keep getting going back to that but there it was, he thinks he can bite harder, and I of course know I can and I finally had to ask if it was a challenge, which could lead to a wager.
Seems we have a few interesting situations hanging in the air, should be interesting to see what becomes of dinner with mud wrestling and biting.
I wonder if I should tell him of why I have an advantage... nah I think I will let him find out on his own.
