12-19-2021, 11:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-19-2021, 11:32 PM by Lawrence Monday.)
Lythia witnessed less and less of the madness as the years passed. The older Asha’man that endured so many years were scattered on the wind. The younger ones never knew the wasting of the mind that their predecessors did. It spoke to Jai’s age and grit that like Shadow, he touched the source before the cleansing. She watched Jai squirm like a spider caught in a glass. It drew the length of her brow low, but she couldn’t tell if it was concern or curiosity that made her stare.
She hurried to her feet when Jai tried to go. He was still as a pond one moment and a raging waterfall the next. “Asha’man, wait,” she called and hurried to catch him at the door. “Where will you go next? When Nythadri returns, do you want me to give her a message?” She peered up into his eyes, conjuring every ounce of concern she would muster, trying to ease the shifting storm inside.
He said only one word, “Moridrosin” * and Lythia nodded, knowing exactly what he meant.
As soon as he was gone, she departed herself, this time in search of Kekura.
*Old Tongue for The Green Graves. Written with permission.
She hurried to her feet when Jai tried to go. He was still as a pond one moment and a raging waterfall the next. “Asha’man, wait,” she called and hurried to catch him at the door. “Where will you go next? When Nythadri returns, do you want me to give her a message?” She peered up into his eyes, conjuring every ounce of concern she would muster, trying to ease the shifting storm inside.
He said only one word, “Moridrosin” * and Lythia nodded, knowing exactly what he meant.
As soon as he was gone, she departed herself, this time in search of Kekura.
*Old Tongue for The Green Graves. Written with permission.