Location: Kova’s Wishing Well Timestamp: 5th day of Spring, 510 AV ater. Syliras was a human city, built on firm ground and out of stone and clay and steel, but Aselia found that she was magically drawn to all the wet spots within its walls. A few days ago she had visited the local bath and massage location which had been a rather pleasant experience, and now she happened to come across a well on her stroll. As she tried to peek into its maw, her white silken hair fell over her shoulders and Linel, her magpie companion, fluttered his wings. He disliked when those pale strands came into his way, so he simply ascended to the massive frame that was part of the well and continued observing the Konti from there. In the meantime Aselia had caught sight of the glittering coins at the ground and realized that it probably wasn’t a good idea to drink from the water. Everything that wasn’t vision water tasted somewhat stale anyway … She remembered tales she had heard, tales about a well that was haunted by the ghost of a beautiful white woman. Maybe a Konti? She had also heard that it was common to toss in a coin and make a wish and sometimes the well changed the tosser’s life. Kova’s Wishing Well they called it. The rumors she recalled got her to thinking. What was it that she wanted out of life? Sure, Konti definitely lived longer than humans, but that didn’t mean that decisions were easier for them. In fact, it was common for Konti to change professions as they saw fit. Some possessed a wide knowledge base and enjoyed dwelling on multiple subjects while others were dedicated to a single craft or skill to become professional. Aselia’s sister Kamalia was a mage, a reimancer, although magic often did odd things to her. Aselia didn’t quite understand Kamalia’s motivation, but she quite admired her for her self-confidence – a term Aselia herself wasn’t too familiar with. Sure, she liked birds, liked water and the slight edge of coordinating communal projects. Eventually she leaned casually against the stone, facing the little square the well was located at and looking up at the sky. What did the gods have in store for her? It would be too nice to get an answer just for a single miza. But then, things such as friendship and the future couldn’t be bought. That the Konti probably knew better than others. Aselia was hesitant and while she thought about it, a low hum escaped her lips that soon transformed into a song she had once heard and now recalled. A sweet, crystal clear voice carried the melody over the square and into the surrounding allies. “I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I’ve been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Just what the gods need One more victim Got a kick for a dog beggin’ for love I gotta have my suffering So that I can have my cross I know a cat named Easter He says will you ever learn You’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day I crucify myself And my heart is sick of being in chains ...” OOCQuotation is from the song "Crucify" by Tori Amos, with one slight modification (god -> the gods). |