Timestamp: Day 60 of Spring 514 AV
Location: The most upscale, discrete and expensive tavern in Ravok
There had been a few calm days after the spring fair.
Amolina’s meeting with Gaius Alzelin at KRI five days ago had went unexpectedly well and everything seemed very promising. She had been so busy with all the things NMSS had entailed. There had never been time and opportunity to do anything about questions that had troubled her for a long time. But all in all, life had been looking up this spring. The research project had seemed to develop just fine, she had been given a role in a performance at the fair ...but this seemed pale and not so important anymore, now when she had become a mother.
The baby made her happy, in a simple, natural way, just like a sudden warm ray of sun on a cloudy day can make you happy. Wherever she went and whatever she was doing, she thought t of the small baby who waited for her at home. She would go home and lift Pearl up from the cradle and hold her warm little body in her arms and kiss the girl’s downy little head.
The child was her life now. Amolina knew the silent secret of all mothers: Pearl was the big true love and nothing compared. Even if she’d had the child the natural way and there had been a father, he would have been peripheral and of no big importance to her anymore. The small child and her needs dominated everything. There is no stronger bond in human life, it overrides all other feelings.
And nothing else mattered. Nothing else mattered. Well, it mattered, but in a secondary way now when a being of higher magnitude had entered her life. Her actress career and art was of course still important. The research project she owned a third of and that had been her idea once upon a time was still important. The chance at finally find explanations to the lingering frailty she felt after last year’s poisoning and medical treatment was still important to her.
Just not as much as it had. Amolina loved the baby and the baby loved her. This came first.
She had never found out about the medicine she had been given last year and the side effects it might have caused. Old questions, no answers … her questions were going old and sometimes it had even felt like it wasn’t important to get them answered anymore. This was how life was, she thought philosophically. Every time you give priority to something there’s also something you put aside and think you’ll do later.
One of those days.
Eventually.
At some point.
But sometimes later never comes. And then everything is suddenly too late. Make sure to be brave enough to do and say what matters, the only things that counts, before night embraces you in its silence and consigns your name to darkness.
Location: The most upscale, discrete and expensive tavern in Ravok
There had been a few calm days after the spring fair.
Amolina’s meeting with Gaius Alzelin at KRI five days ago had went unexpectedly well and everything seemed very promising. She had been so busy with all the things NMSS had entailed. There had never been time and opportunity to do anything about questions that had troubled her for a long time. But all in all, life had been looking up this spring. The research project had seemed to develop just fine, she had been given a role in a performance at the fair ...but this seemed pale and not so important anymore, now when she had become a mother.
The baby made her happy, in a simple, natural way, just like a sudden warm ray of sun on a cloudy day can make you happy. Wherever she went and whatever she was doing, she thought t of the small baby who waited for her at home. She would go home and lift Pearl up from the cradle and hold her warm little body in her arms and kiss the girl’s downy little head.
The child was her life now. Amolina knew the silent secret of all mothers: Pearl was the big true love and nothing compared. Even if she’d had the child the natural way and there had been a father, he would have been peripheral and of no big importance to her anymore. The small child and her needs dominated everything. There is no stronger bond in human life, it overrides all other feelings.
And nothing else mattered. Nothing else mattered. Well, it mattered, but in a secondary way now when a being of higher magnitude had entered her life. Her actress career and art was of course still important. The research project she owned a third of and that had been her idea once upon a time was still important. The chance at finally find explanations to the lingering frailty she felt after last year’s poisoning and medical treatment was still important to her.
Just not as much as it had. Amolina loved the baby and the baby loved her. This came first.
She had never found out about the medicine she had been given last year and the side effects it might have caused. Old questions, no answers … her questions were going old and sometimes it had even felt like it wasn’t important to get them answered anymore. This was how life was, she thought philosophically. Every time you give priority to something there’s also something you put aside and think you’ll do later.
One of those days.
Eventually.
At some point.
But sometimes later never comes. And then everything is suddenly too late. Make sure to be brave enough to do and say what matters, the only things that counts, before night embraces you in its silence and consigns your name to darkness.
come back to us one day.
