56th of Fall, 513 AV
As she walked the very familiar path through the Inner Warrens, Syveris felt anxiety grow inside her. Lavira had told her that she could do some volunteer work in the Aviary to learn more about the birds, but she was a little apprehensive about it. The Avora wasn't exactly sure why. It could be because she was afraid they would turn her down, or because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to do it right.
Well, she would try her hardest. It was what she could do. One time, she would learn. The Avora only hoped this time would come soon, since she truly didn't want to be a bother for the people working there.
Before the path that would go down to the Edge of the World, Syveris turned, and eyed the narrow stone staircase. It looked long, and it looked dangerous. Not that Syveris minded, but she would rather reach the Aviary in one piece, so she began the climbing slowly, paying attention to where she was putting her foot.
Now that she was near, and the last thing she would do was to return, Syveris began to feel more excited than anxious. She loved birds a lot, and to have the opportunity to work with them was amazing, even if she still didn't know whatever or not she would be allowed to do the volunteering. But nevertheless, she was happy, and if she could be useful in taking care of such amazing creatures, she would do so gladly.
After twelve chimes, the Avora reached a stone platform, panting a little. She had spent the whole morning walking around the Glass Reverie, helping Virat to do some plates, and it had tired her. She leaned against the stone wall, as she watched the birds perched in a metal railing. One raven turned to look, the black eyes clearly focusing at her. It was a little disturbing, and Syveris shifted, uncomfortable by the birds stare. The raven let out a cawing sound, and Syveris jumped, feeling foolish for being startled by it.
The raven didn't stop, and the Avora entered the Aviary, under the impression the bird was laughing at her. It was a stupid thought, but she didn't mind. It wasn't like she would tell anyone that.
The Aviary was a large chamber, full of mews accommodating a wide variety of birds. There were ladders carved into the stone, and Syveris saw a few people climbing up, reaching the platforms and doing something. She couldn't see very well from where she was. There were some workers in there, but not as many as she had thought it would be. Maybe it was a not so busy day, or maybe it was like this always. Well, she hadn't come here to watch, although it certainly was a very nice idea, to just sit and watch all the birds and the people caring for them.
Her anxiety forgotten, Syveris looked around, trying to search for someone with whom she could talk and ask if she could volunteer herself to work with them.
As she walked the very familiar path through the Inner Warrens, Syveris felt anxiety grow inside her. Lavira had told her that she could do some volunteer work in the Aviary to learn more about the birds, but she was a little apprehensive about it. The Avora wasn't exactly sure why. It could be because she was afraid they would turn her down, or because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to do it right.
Well, she would try her hardest. It was what she could do. One time, she would learn. The Avora only hoped this time would come soon, since she truly didn't want to be a bother for the people working there.
Before the path that would go down to the Edge of the World, Syveris turned, and eyed the narrow stone staircase. It looked long, and it looked dangerous. Not that Syveris minded, but she would rather reach the Aviary in one piece, so she began the climbing slowly, paying attention to where she was putting her foot.
Now that she was near, and the last thing she would do was to return, Syveris began to feel more excited than anxious. She loved birds a lot, and to have the opportunity to work with them was amazing, even if she still didn't know whatever or not she would be allowed to do the volunteering. But nevertheless, she was happy, and if she could be useful in taking care of such amazing creatures, she would do so gladly.
After twelve chimes, the Avora reached a stone platform, panting a little. She had spent the whole morning walking around the Glass Reverie, helping Virat to do some plates, and it had tired her. She leaned against the stone wall, as she watched the birds perched in a metal railing. One raven turned to look, the black eyes clearly focusing at her. It was a little disturbing, and Syveris shifted, uncomfortable by the birds stare. The raven let out a cawing sound, and Syveris jumped, feeling foolish for being startled by it.
The raven didn't stop, and the Avora entered the Aviary, under the impression the bird was laughing at her. It was a stupid thought, but she didn't mind. It wasn't like she would tell anyone that.
The Aviary was a large chamber, full of mews accommodating a wide variety of birds. There were ladders carved into the stone, and Syveris saw a few people climbing up, reaching the platforms and doing something. She couldn't see very well from where she was. There were some workers in there, but not as many as she had thought it would be. Maybe it was a not so busy day, or maybe it was like this always. Well, she hadn't come here to watch, although it certainly was a very nice idea, to just sit and watch all the birds and the people caring for them.
Her anxiety forgotten, Syveris looked around, trying to search for someone with whom she could talk and ask if she could volunteer herself to work with them.
x Poppy
