by Gossamer on July 9th, 2010, 6:14 pm
He smiled. "No, you can ask. You should ask. Anyone that knows something about you when you know nothing about them has you at an advantage. You should always seek to level that advantage out." He said, his voice full of breath as if it was merely contained within him, not actually necessary for the words to form. He seemed amused, almost enchanted by her answer. "Yes, maybe indeed. You're clever, Evelia. Why are you out here then, all alone, only with the wind for company? I don't blame you... truthfully for the wind can be some of the best company ever. But someone like you should be surrounded by others, all using breath speaking and making music together. Rhaus would approve, I think, though I wouldn't be surprised if you wore his mark already." The man said, finally drawing up beside her to stare out over her lofty perch.
He made no threatening moves, and surprisingly, there was a warmth about him as if he was a family member or someone she'd known all her life. His presence wasn't uncomfortable, not like she might expect a strangers to be. Instead, with him standing beside her, she seemed almost as if she'd just come home - so familiar was the feeling.
"Yes. I understand your restlessness, Evelia. I'm something of an expert on it, you might say. Once, a long time ago, voices rose up and I heard them. They were the breezes that filled the world telling me of where they'd been and where they wanted to go. The view is beautiful from up here... vast and untouched. You can see clear to Thunder Bay. But imagine, Evelia, what they themselves can see?" He said, smiling softly.
"Truthfully, I don't remember my name. I've been at this a long time though, far longer than I suspect is normal for one of my kind. You can call me what you'd like, though, for it doesn't matter. A name is only a name that conveys an idea. If you can convey an idea without one, whats the use of tacking one on?" He said with a chuckle. Then, he dug into his pocket and pulled out a gemstone. He reached out with his free hand, took hers, and laid the gemstone in the palm of her bare hand after splaying her fingers outward. It glowed, shimmering with power, like a storm barely contained.
"Tell me Evelia... tell me what you feel there?" He asked, glancing around. The sky had started to cloud over, strangely, with big thunder bumpers rolling in. The man's lips formed a smile - bright and bold - as if he welcomed the storm that seemed to be blowing in off the bay some distance to the north and west.