Master of the Hunt ~ by SaralynArati

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8 years ago

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There is a short pause while everyone waits for Syeha to put her thoughts into order. "All of nature was murmuring to me, so I'm not positive about what I heard through the general whispering, but the trees did have the most distinct voices. And I'm fairly sure that what they said was: Stay thee 'til the Wind shall change. By Adamant I bid thee." Syura is impressed, as mother, teacher, and witch-woman. "You listen well, my child. What will you do with these words?" "I'll ask Summer Wind."

8 years ago

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"So, what is it that you learned, but don't yet know how to value?" prompts Taronyu. He is Master of the Hunt for the village, and his innate canniness has helped to track down the gist of many cryptic and elusive messages with Syura. "It feels like a line of poetry or the lyric of a song I heard in my sleep," the southern girl tries to explain. "The experience was very positive; I believe something was revealed to me, whether or not I can correctly discern its meaning," Syeha says earnestly.

8 years ago

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"I'm... fine... I think. Certainly, I'm all right, and I believe I'm actually better than that, but things are still in a whirl," the girl answers candidly. Amen emerges from the genie ring and holds the hand it's on in a mixture of comfort and encouragement. "Well done," he tells her. "You don't even know yet... I'm not even sure yet... if I learned anything worthwhile," she cautions. "That is not what's of main importance to us," Syura confirms. "It was indeed well done, my daughter."

8 years ago