Yeh. Entropy is a bitch. Entropy is my biggest enemy.
*sits on the stump with her arms around her knees, looking into the distance (which is suddenly sporting the silhouettes of woods and tufted grass, as if through mist) and thinking hard*
So if I touched you, you couldn't feel it? How do you know how to move? You don't move awkwardly.
What if someone broke one of your fiddly bits? Could you tell?
You should tell Gy or Fiona to take you to Dekan. It's not like Karn. The people don't have shapes. But they're used to people from other worlds. There's a place there would love to hear your music. You ever play for an audience?
I know what you mean about not dwelling. I used to be like that 'bout Thumar. Used to run off into the forest and tell nobody about anything. But I have to live. I want to tell the truth about how things are.
And Celesty - *jumps up, matches Jim's pacing* - she's one of the two I told you about that disappeared. Second night I was out in the forest after Thumar. Heard screaming, and the speritu had found them, her and her brother Bryn. She's curled up under a tree, and they're going for her, savoring it, and Bryn can't do nothing to stop them 'cause he didn't know how to change yet. I showed him and we killed them, and we got her back to the fire, but she's -
She never did learn to fight them. The speritu, I mean. She'd just curl up and scream and cry, and Bryn and I would lead them off her, but it wasn't enough. She got so she wouldn't cry, she'd just lie there, Bryn or I could be fighting two paces away and she'd fricking sleep through it. And she still kept the camp so we could rest. But she faded out, her spirit faded out and then one day she was just gone.
And then years later, I'm helping this guy Song, on another world, and I see a woman that feels like her. But she's twice my age, somehow she lived a whole life while I was running around the dreaming, and she's got the dead-mind. Slave mind. I snap at her to do something, like I used to, and she just does it, no question, no complaint, doesn't even take her eyes off the ground.
I wanted to show her the way back to Teiranen, but she's gone someplace I can't touch. *not looking at anyone now, just pacing, viciously, face shadowed.* I can pull a fucking sperith out of their nihil, out of entropy. But I can't do shit for Celesty.
You used the words fine. Sora is right, you say someone is sora, or someone's found sora. Isgeni's a verb though, you tell someone isgeni. I just use it like that, there are rsakk conjugations, but they're confusing. Too many words.
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*sits on the stump with her arms around her knees, looking into the distance (which is suddenly sporting the silhouettes of woods and tufted grass, as if through mist) and thinking hard*
So if I touched you, you couldn't feel it? How do you know how to move? You don't move awkwardly.
What if someone broke one of your fiddly bits? Could you tell?
You should tell Gy or Fiona to take you to Dekan. It's not like Karn. The people don't have shapes. But they're used to people from other worlds. There's a place there would love to hear your music. You ever play for an audience?
I know what you mean about not dwelling. I used to be like that 'bout Thumar. Used to run off into the forest and tell nobody about anything. But I have to live. I want to tell the truth about how things are.
And Celesty - *jumps up, matches Jim's pacing* - she's one of the two I told you about that disappeared. Second night I was out in the forest after Thumar. Heard screaming, and the speritu had found them, her and her brother Bryn. She's curled up under a tree, and they're going for her, savoring it, and Bryn can't do nothing to stop them 'cause he didn't know how to change yet. I showed him and we killed them, and we got her back to the fire, but she's -
She never did learn to fight them. The speritu, I mean. She'd just curl up and scream and cry, and Bryn and I would lead them off her, but it wasn't enough. She got so she wouldn't cry, she'd just lie there, Bryn or I could be fighting two paces away and she'd fricking sleep through it. And she still kept the camp so we could rest. But she faded out, her spirit faded out and then one day she was just gone.
And then years later, I'm helping this guy Song, on another world, and I see a woman that feels like her. But she's twice my age, somehow she lived a whole life while I was running around the dreaming, and she's got the dead-mind. Slave mind. I snap at her to do something, like I used to, and she just does it, no question, no complaint, doesn't even take her eyes off the ground.
I wanted to show her the way back to Teiranen, but she's gone someplace I can't touch. *not looking at anyone now, just pacing, viciously, face shadowed.* I can pull a fucking sperith out of their nihil, out of entropy. But I can't do shit for Celesty.
You used the words fine. Sora is right, you say someone is sora, or someone's found sora. Isgeni's a verb though, you tell someone isgeni. I just use it like that, there are rsakk conjugations, but they're confusing. Too many words.