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09.Mar.12, 04:41 PM
For a long moment, Lymsleia studdied Talian. It was a study of his face mostly, she looked at him long and hard, accessing things with a healer's gaze. He was so thin, and sick. How'd she miss that he was loosing the weight? How had she missed that he was loosing muscle mass. She set the game board between them, as if it were a barriear and begin to set the peices.
"Excited for those Eggs?" she asked as she ran her finger around a particularly carved peice. All of the peices were hand carved she relealized. Rubbed smooth with an abraisive, perhaps sand or a harder stone, and then sealed with tree resin. The color of the resin had seeped into the peices turning them from wood-pale brown to a richer mohagany.
She managed to distract herseld from his appaerance and the game peices enough to fetch a bowl for him. "Soup, and some deliciously freshed baked biscuts." she told him. By the First Egg, how her heart hurt to realize, Talian might be too fragile to be with them on the sands when the time came. His break down, his decline, the old words of warning played in her head. The elders had said that someone who was unwell in mind or body would be allowd out on the sands.
She shook her head as Talian told her something. "Judgemental? Tal, what would I be like that? You needed space, you need to breath. We all have our melting point. Some people are ice, and they melt, others are water and they turn to steam. Its hard enough for all of us, you're fine. You're safe, and alive. That is what matters." she said reaching for his hand. "You are alive, and whole..." she paused at that as she said it aloud. Was he really whole? She couldn't tell? "Yes I want to play, umm Tal, I heard from one you hoarded most of the books on dragons. Can I have... one.. I want to start reading... I am going to see if I can ask the Weyrleadership for an egg- if one doesn't hatch. We can open it and.. disect the dragon in it." she swallowed. "If their mother allows it. I don't know what they would normally do with unhatched eggs, do you?"
"Excited for those Eggs?" she asked as she ran her finger around a particularly carved peice. All of the peices were hand carved she relealized. Rubbed smooth with an abraisive, perhaps sand or a harder stone, and then sealed with tree resin. The color of the resin had seeped into the peices turning them from wood-pale brown to a richer mohagany.
She managed to distract herseld from his appaerance and the game peices enough to fetch a bowl for him. "Soup, and some deliciously freshed baked biscuts." she told him. By the First Egg, how her heart hurt to realize, Talian might be too fragile to be with them on the sands when the time came. His break down, his decline, the old words of warning played in her head. The elders had said that someone who was unwell in mind or body would be allowd out on the sands.
She shook her head as Talian told her something. "Judgemental? Tal, what would I be like that? You needed space, you need to breath. We all have our melting point. Some people are ice, and they melt, others are water and they turn to steam. Its hard enough for all of us, you're fine. You're safe, and alive. That is what matters." she said reaching for his hand. "You are alive, and whole..." she paused at that as she said it aloud. Was he really whole? She couldn't tell? "Yes I want to play, umm Tal, I heard from one you hoarded most of the books on dragons. Can I have... one.. I want to start reading... I am going to see if I can ask the Weyrleadership for an egg- if one doesn't hatch. We can open it and.. disect the dragon in it." she swallowed. "If their mother allows it. I don't know what they would normally do with unhatched eggs, do you?"
