voktys: (hΕ«ra)
π”ͺπ”’π”©π”¦π”°π”žπ”«π”‘π”―π”’ ([personal profile] voktys) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarking 2020-01-06 12:19 am (UTC)

βŸͺ she ponders this, the idea that electricity such as she has seen it here could make up for sunlight. hard to imagine, but then, if he had been born amid artificial light, it only seems natural not to cling too close to something else. ⟫

I was... In my world, I would not have been considered a child when I was brought to Asshai.

βŸͺ but asshai had made her a priestess. and a shadowbinder, and all else the red god had given her. to put ages to it is hard, harder still here, where eight-and-ten was the age of maturity for all alike. she had been considered a woman grown before that mark. ⟫

You chose? Or did they prey on you, knowing a kid βŸͺ using his word ⟫ would not know to ask all questions?

βŸͺ it seems odd, to choose the fight. it doesn't connect – he had not introduced himself with a title, had not spoken in defence of winning land. she finds herself genuinely curious, though, drawn to his story. he makes good conversation, he has a bright mind, and he has lived a life so far from all those she has learned of. it is not a talk she expected to find here, but she relishes it all the same. ⟫

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