25.Sep.12, 12:13 AM
Still humming, Jisra smiled to herself as she set aside the stick and carefully pried the root bulb from the ground unmindful of the dirt beneath her nails. Inspecting it, her basket behind her; her hummed melody erupting into words once more.
As she turned to place the root in the basket she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye certainly not expecting anyone to be so close she was rightfully startled. The root fell into her lap and rolled to the ground, almost back into the hole from which it had come as she placed a hand to her chest as though to still her suddenly galloping heart rate. It only took a few moments to recognize the young man. It was Seijin, a man she counted a dear friend since they’d met on the Isle two years before.
“Dragons above, how long have you been standing there?” Jisralna exclaimed, a blush creeping up on her cheeks. He’d obviously been there long enough to hear her less than perfect singing of the silly old teaching song. Of course it probably wasn’t the first time, or the last that he’d caught her doing something silly. After all, one had only to watch her as she sewed for a length of time to see her make the most ridiculous faces.
Turning back so she could hide her embarrassment, she made a great show of inspecting the other plants in the vicinity, pulling the root bulb back into her lap.
”…aloft in the sky; Bronze, Brown, Blue, Green and Gold. Wheeling and turn—eek!”
As she turned to place the root in the basket she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye certainly not expecting anyone to be so close she was rightfully startled. The root fell into her lap and rolled to the ground, almost back into the hole from which it had come as she placed a hand to her chest as though to still her suddenly galloping heart rate. It only took a few moments to recognize the young man. It was Seijin, a man she counted a dear friend since they’d met on the Isle two years before.
“Dragons above, how long have you been standing there?” Jisralna exclaimed, a blush creeping up on her cheeks. He’d obviously been there long enough to hear her less than perfect singing of the silly old teaching song. Of course it probably wasn’t the first time, or the last that he’d caught her doing something silly. After all, one had only to watch her as she sewed for a length of time to see her make the most ridiculous faces.
Turning back so she could hide her embarrassment, she made a great show of inspecting the other plants in the vicinity, pulling the root bulb back into her lap.