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“There is very little that the Goddess of the Sun doesn’t see. It is said that she sees everything her light touches. Though you might not give thanks to her by word, if thanks is given in your heart then I’m sure she knows it.” Their walk took them down West Street. The normally bustling business district of the city was a little quieter than usual. The respective merchants were just now opening their shops. Some waved and greeted each other. Some ushered in couriers with message from special patrons or wagons carrying goods to restock their wares. It would not be long before the Old Quarter and West Street itself were buzzing with activity. As they walked a few of the entrepreneurs waved calling out to Jason in greeting. He would turn his head in their direction offering a wave as best he could.
“Just follow this road now. You’ll know the Ancient Quarter by the presence of Wave Guards walking around the streets. You really can’t miss them.” The exasperation in his voice was tangible. Whatever opinions Jason held about the Wave Guard it was obvious they weren’t exactly pleasant ones.
“Do you mind very much if I ask about the father?” His head quirked in curiosity. “My own father is a very busy man. He doesn’t have much time for me or his other children. Not that it matters. We’re all adults now and that seems to only have made him more distant. But I suppose that is the role of fathers, yes? To work that the roof be kept over our heads. My mother isn’t much different. She’s just as busy keeping the house in order.”
The young man shrugged his shoulders, his mood slightly dampened. The idea of a close knit family seemed a foreign thing to him.
“It is why I turn to Syna. She gave me warmth and comfort when my world was plunged into darkness.”
“There is very little that the Goddess of the Sun doesn’t see. It is said that she sees everything her light touches. Though you might not give thanks to her by word, if thanks is given in your heart then I’m sure she knows it.” Their walk took them down West Street. The normally bustling business district of the city was a little quieter than usual. The respective merchants were just now opening their shops. Some waved and greeted each other. Some ushered in couriers with message from special patrons or wagons carrying goods to restock their wares. It would not be long before the Old Quarter and West Street itself were buzzing with activity. As they walked a few of the entrepreneurs waved calling out to Jason in greeting. He would turn his head in their direction offering a wave as best he could.
“Just follow this road now. You’ll know the Ancient Quarter by the presence of Wave Guards walking around the streets. You really can’t miss them.” The exasperation in his voice was tangible. Whatever opinions Jason held about the Wave Guard it was obvious they weren’t exactly pleasant ones.
“Do you mind very much if I ask about the father?” His head quirked in curiosity. “My own father is a very busy man. He doesn’t have much time for me or his other children. Not that it matters. We’re all adults now and that seems to only have made him more distant. But I suppose that is the role of fathers, yes? To work that the roof be kept over our heads. My mother isn’t much different. She’s just as busy keeping the house in order.”
The young man shrugged his shoulders, his mood slightly dampened. The idea of a close knit family seemed a foreign thing to him.
“It is why I turn to Syna. She gave me warmth and comfort when my world was plunged into darkness.”