09.Jun.12, 09:52 AM
Lymlseia had dragged herself out of bed. The North and southern times were reversed, but she could tell. Spring had arrived. This particular da wasn't soaking wet, but she'd felt the past few months of Katila's spring time had given her more than a tast for it. She grabbed her meager brathing matterials, sweet and scrubbing sand a good clean towel. She breathed, the past few days had been exushting, the manadate of baby production had kept her busy- sort of. she had nnearly collasped from work when she'd gotten back to her bed. And this morning in the grey dawn. Lymsleia the midwife dragged herself towards the bathingrooms.
She wasn't dirty- no, she'd cleared up the day prior, but a good hot bath one ones day off- was priceless. A time to reflect and get all pruney. She grinned to herself, Talien's demonour had changed she relfected as she slid into the water. He was.. darker in mood and tone and it ate her. What'd happened to that boy she's been intruiged by? Gone,
Val, Ersi.. who else had impressed that day? Too many to name, Jada includded. The girl who'd been kind to her on the sands. The girl who'd gotten, the future of their world. She chose to believe that maybe that could make all the difference. She twisted a strand of black hair as she sank beneath the water to wash the soaproot, and sweet sand from her hair. She'd left a note on the door:
- 1 occupant, fee lfree to join.-
But the bath house seemed to quiet. Who was she going to share her birthday with now? She still hadn't found her blue rider-father... and that ate into her more now that ever.
She wasn't dirty- no, she'd cleared up the day prior, but a good hot bath one ones day off- was priceless. A time to reflect and get all pruney. She grinned to herself, Talien's demonour had changed she relfected as she slid into the water. He was.. darker in mood and tone and it ate her. What'd happened to that boy she's been intruiged by? Gone,
Val, Ersi.. who else had impressed that day? Too many to name, Jada includded. The girl who'd been kind to her on the sands. The girl who'd gotten, the future of their world. She chose to believe that maybe that could make all the difference. She twisted a strand of black hair as she sank beneath the water to wash the soaproot, and sweet sand from her hair. She'd left a note on the door:
- 1 occupant, fee lfree to join.-
But the bath house seemed to quiet. Who was she going to share her birthday with now? She still hadn't found her blue rider-father... and that ate into her more now that ever.