cuz it's hot then it's cold
bonus prompt
10-08-2024, 08:09 PM
Ultyr seemed distracted until she got ahold of his attention. He had no idea the amount of education that she had had before Archnemes. If he had known he likely would be more upset that she had had her life ruined the way it had. She had had prospects of higher things than her parents had before she had seen them slain before her eyes. Those memories would forever haunt her.
His father had stolen her voice and name all in one night. As well as any prospects for higher education. She had once had a pretty voice, but now she hated the thought of listening to songs or lullabies. A shake of her head was given to clear those thoughts as Ultyr turned his attention to her. She leaned so he could see the book clearer. Her eye cast to his face to gauge his reaction.
"You think the extreme weather now is attributed to a volcano? I haven't seen any evidence of a volcano recently. Extreme weather comes from after those eruptions doesn't it?" Her ears pressed as he spoke. She hadn't thought of that. But the heat of the season might be normal here in these lands. She turned her face back to her book and furrowed her brows. Had he not noticed the earth quakes? She went back to her book and picked up her charcoal, going back to trying to outline something for him. The plates underneath could be shifting which caused the earthquakes which would in turn possibly cause an eruption.
She started writing out her thoughts more carefully this time, illustrating the plate beneath the surface. She was aware they thought the Judila life was wrought with savagery, but she knew the truth of their schools. She had had her education paid for with everything her family could give. Her and her sister would of had the world. A frustration. She couldn't communicate this shit and she pressed her ears and eyes closed in the frustration. How the fuck were they supposed to communicate if her drawings weren't clear enough? How much had he been taught of this sort of science anyway? Was it all just a bunch of mumbo jumbo that would go over his head? She had pegged him for a genius. She lifted a paw and ran it down her face as she struggled out how to write it out for him. In the end she put the pencil down and sighed a breath out, closing the book and lowering her head to her paws, but leaning into him. She'd figure this out one day. Right now though the frustration of trying to communicate her thoughts had her almost in tears. Maybe she was just that exhausted.
"Things I Hear"
His father had stolen her voice and name all in one night. As well as any prospects for higher education. She had once had a pretty voice, but now she hated the thought of listening to songs or lullabies. A shake of her head was given to clear those thoughts as Ultyr turned his attention to her. She leaned so he could see the book clearer. Her eye cast to his face to gauge his reaction.
"You think the extreme weather now is attributed to a volcano? I haven't seen any evidence of a volcano recently. Extreme weather comes from after those eruptions doesn't it?" Her ears pressed as he spoke. She hadn't thought of that. But the heat of the season might be normal here in these lands. She turned her face back to her book and furrowed her brows. Had he not noticed the earth quakes? She went back to her book and picked up her charcoal, going back to trying to outline something for him. The plates underneath could be shifting which caused the earthquakes which would in turn possibly cause an eruption.
She started writing out her thoughts more carefully this time, illustrating the plate beneath the surface. She was aware they thought the Judila life was wrought with savagery, but she knew the truth of their schools. She had had her education paid for with everything her family could give. Her and her sister would of had the world. A frustration. She couldn't communicate this shit and she pressed her ears and eyes closed in the frustration. How the fuck were they supposed to communicate if her drawings weren't clear enough? How much had he been taught of this sort of science anyway? Was it all just a bunch of mumbo jumbo that would go over his head? She had pegged him for a genius. She lifted a paw and ran it down her face as she struggled out how to write it out for him. In the end she put the pencil down and sighed a breath out, closing the book and lowering her head to her paws, but leaning into him. She'd figure this out one day. Right now though the frustration of trying to communicate her thoughts had her almost in tears. Maybe she was just that exhausted.
1578/1500
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.