035: Bored

[livingmyths]

Anyone around? Who might want to talk or come by?

I'm bored and lonely and I just wish I could find someone to distract me. If I was at the Library at least it would sing to me.

And I apologize because I know I'm being whiny and demanding. I just... it's hard to be here all alone and not able to do anything real yet.

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[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[She settled back, reassured.]

I'm sorry I interrupted. Please go on.

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[silk_for_calde]

No, it's quite all right-- I believe it's always wise to ask questions when you have them, when you have the chance.

There was no shrine to Pas below the ground; there was a room with a monitor, and many strange things-- and a ladder, further down, into a room like a great glass bubble. A bubble suspended on a plain of shiprock, pitted, extending in all directions as far as I could see. And below it-- or, perhaps I should say, above it-- was the sky as you see it here, as black as Tartaros' shadow, dotted with the sparks and flames of stars.

[He paused and took a deep breath, remembering how he had felt at that moment-- ready to die if the Outsider commanded it.]

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[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

[She held her breath, imagining it and waiting to see what happened next.]

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[silk_for_calde]

I climbed back to the room where Mamelta waited, but before we left I wanted to see, again-- wanted to look one more time at that dark expanse. I thought that perhaps those sparks, those jewels, were the lights of skylands infinitely distant; I've come to know now that they are suns and whorls of their own, so in a sense perhaps I was not wrong. I climbed down again, and fastened a belt around myself, afraid of falling though I suspect that crystalline wall would have withstood my weight. And, when I looked up, looked out across the rock...

[He was silent again for a long moment, still tracing circles on his cheek.]

It was as though the Outsider had grasped the whorl in a hand so vast I can't begin to comprehend it, and had turned it. A brilliant crescent of light was pouring over the plain behind me, so bright it hurt to look at. The belly of the whorl was white, streaked with sable.

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[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Oh! Oh, Silk! I can almost see it when you speak!

[She was sitting up even straighter, eyes a little distant.]

I wish I could have seen it myself!

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[silk_for_calde]

[He laughs a little at that, pleased at her enthusiasm.]

It's a sight I won't forget for as long as I live... but I must confess, faced with that eternity, that immensity... I fled up into the other room as quickly as I could. It was so alien, so enormous, that I was terrified and amazed at once.

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[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

[She nodded thoughtfully.]

Yes. I can see where it would be scary. Something so huge and amazing and different.

[She grinned at him suddenly.]

I still wish I could see it!

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[silk_for_calde]

In a way, you can.

[He raises his hand, palm upwards, towards the translucent ceiling; there's something reverential in the gesture and in his expression.]

Not my whorl, of course... but here it must get much darker at night, than in the City proper. The stars here are brilliant.

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[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Oh, they are, Silk! They are so beautiful. I lie here awake at night sometimes just watching them.

You should stay sometime and see them!