Novelty
2nd of Spring, 510 AV
"But, Ma! Aladari whined, crossing her arms and sticking out her bottom lip. "I don't want to go outside! All the snow is gone already, and there's nothing to play with."
"Nonsense, child." Her mother scolded softly. "There's plenty to do out there. Go. Find some friends. It's good for you."
Her mother turned back to her work, and proceeded to ignore Aladari. Instead, her hands glided across the lute she was trying to clean with the utmost attention. Her scratchy voice hummed lightly under her breath, out of tune and breathless.
"Oh, and Al?" Aladari turned back hopefully to face her father, who was strapping up his boots. He spoke without looking up. "Think you could find me some new logs? I broke my last hook today, and I need to carve another."
Aladari visibly drooped in disappointment, and held the position, waiting for someone to pity her. Once she realized she was getting no response from her preoccupied parents, she eventually gave up and headed for the door, eyes of blue defeat trained on the floor.
"Yes, pa." She nodded obediently. Then, she pushed the door open to venture outside.
---
She had been right; there was no more snow outside. The air coming off the water was still crisp, and brought her senses to life, but the land itself seemed to be recovering still from Morwen. It was wet, consisting of mush and muck where the snow had melted, and dark with the dead leaves of autumn passed. All the magic of Winter had diminished, and now she was left with nothing but...yuck.
The young girl stomped a boot in the mud, mischeviously pleased when it splattered her clothes. Ma would have a fit, she knew. Serves her right! She made me go out here in the first place.
And so she continued, hopping from mud puddle to mud puddle, delighting in the squelching sound and the cool feel of it on her feet. It was so much fun that she hardly noticed Syna moving in the sky, and the woods advancing around her.
"But, Ma! Aladari whined, crossing her arms and sticking out her bottom lip. "I don't want to go outside! All the snow is gone already, and there's nothing to play with."
"Nonsense, child." Her mother scolded softly. "There's plenty to do out there. Go. Find some friends. It's good for you."
Her mother turned back to her work, and proceeded to ignore Aladari. Instead, her hands glided across the lute she was trying to clean with the utmost attention. Her scratchy voice hummed lightly under her breath, out of tune and breathless.
"Oh, and Al?" Aladari turned back hopefully to face her father, who was strapping up his boots. He spoke without looking up. "Think you could find me some new logs? I broke my last hook today, and I need to carve another."
Aladari visibly drooped in disappointment, and held the position, waiting for someone to pity her. Once she realized she was getting no response from her preoccupied parents, she eventually gave up and headed for the door, eyes of blue defeat trained on the floor.
"Yes, pa." She nodded obediently. Then, she pushed the door open to venture outside.
---
She had been right; there was no more snow outside. The air coming off the water was still crisp, and brought her senses to life, but the land itself seemed to be recovering still from Morwen. It was wet, consisting of mush and muck where the snow had melted, and dark with the dead leaves of autumn passed. All the magic of Winter had diminished, and now she was left with nothing but...yuck.
The young girl stomped a boot in the mud, mischeviously pleased when it splattered her clothes. Ma would have a fit, she knew. Serves her right! She made me go out here in the first place.
And so she continued, hopping from mud puddle to mud puddle, delighting in the squelching sound and the cool feel of it on her feet. It was so much fun that she hardly noticed Syna moving in the sky, and the woods advancing around her.