by Kayuqtuq Snowsong on July 9th, 2015, 7:09 pm
Beodan seemed to watch Kayuqtuq carefully, and eventually placed his hand on her arm as he admitted that, yes, he was a Kelvic, a horse. "She... she was moose. Her name Avena." Everything seemed to tie itself together, the end of a story. The end of a night. He spoke of how Avena must be watching over her, as he embraced her, supporting her grief with longing. Please have that be true, Rhaus, please have her watch over me. "Will turn this night into story.That is what seems like." All her emotions swirled around like paint in a jar, mixing until there was nothing, nothing but a writer's mind putting pieces together, turning them into a story he starred in. She arose, scanning the room. "You good friend, if can call you that. I hop to meet again.But for now is goodbye, friend." Kevith sent her a nod of confirmation, and applause thundered. The other people seemed to think that it was some sort of play. She whispered a last goodbye to Beodan, and the young Vantha, clothed all in white, left the tavern.
Vani Common Nari Thoughts
Note: Kayuqtuq is only basic in Common, and particularly has trouble with grammar and the structure of words. If you notice she talks a little like a six-year old, that's why.
Note: Due to real life, posts will be delayed. I'm working hard on some non-Mizahar writing, and that plus school and various other things makes it hard to post.