Timestamp: Summer 67, 510 AV Reik had given Talya a gift before she left and told her to open it when she had gotten home and was alone. It was wrapped in a smooth white paper, with grey speckles. It had been folded over several times, to fit the contours of whatever it contained. The Ethaefal could trace the creases with her fingers if she wanted, and the shadowed edges, where ridges had formed around the corners. But she chose not to as her eyes trailed over the grey flecks; mottled and uneven; bursting, like the night's stars. Her mind twisting them into constellations before her very eyes, as she set herself down on her bed with a silent plop, the rectangular gift resting in her lap. Where there, she noticed the little and big dipper. Their gentle scoops running against one another. She noticed libra, which to her, had always seemed more like a parallelogram than a scale. An eternal symbol of balance. She pointed at the stars that made up Capricon and Ursa Major, before sighing and wondering to herself what was in the package, and if she should open it now. Talya ran her hands over the paper, smoothing it out. The gift felt firm beneath her hands, and this, she found strangely reassuring as she set her palms on the side of the package. Framing the center where the stars of pisces emerged. Twin fish, swimming around in an endless circle. Chasing each other's tails; nipping at each other's proverbial heels. She watched them idly as her eyes fell out of focus, forcing the image to spiral around the page. The koi-like entities winding back and forth, along a current set within the paper. A strange thing that the Ethaefal couldn't quantify as anything greater than its grain. An occurrence that gave it texture, and seemed to add credence to the picture she had created within her mind's eye, of pisces splashing above and below the surface. Ruining the tranquility that had once been in a series of small ripples. Ripples that led to blurry sea of clouds; which temporarily masked the stars she had seen on the paper. Which, also, led her back to wondering what the gift from Reik could be. As, she hadn't known him long, and didn't know much of his tastes, and she supposed, he of hers. But all the same, she was excited, as she had never received a gift before. Or at least, not a real gift, not something picked out specifically for her, not something from the heart. The Ethaefal breathed deeply as she stared at the gift, without truly seeing it, and finally, decided that now was as good a time as any, and she would open the present without any further ado. Excitedly, Talya tore at the paper, wrenching it away from whatever it encased, and tossing it all onto the floor; causing the grey flecks to flicker as the sheets fell over her bare feet, and her eyes swept over the book for the first time. A simple thing, bound in leather. Crudely made, she supposed, although she hadn't seen many books before, and for the most part, only from a distance. So this, she opened reverently, and found it was a book written for her by Reik on the god Leth. A book written in an ink as black as a raven's feathers, in a hand crisp, and neat. The letters printed legibly, and close together. "Wow," Talya whispered, as she ran her hands over the paper. A part of her not believing that it was now her belonging, while another wanted to simply test what it was made out of. A smooth, yet aging paper, yellowed at the ages. I wonder when he made me this, she thought, must have taken him awhile... I should do my best to remember to thank him. Talya smiled as she shut the book, and set it down on the table. Determining there and then that she wanted to save the reading for later, for some time before bed, as she lay herself down. Resting her head down comfortably on the pillow, before tucking her arms beneath it, and looking up at the ceiling. |