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The Watcher In The Woods
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February 9, 2008
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Junco: **to
self** So… he wanders alone…
Inigo: T’is not as cold
today… maybe that is what has been wrong with me as well; a chill on my soul. Perhaps
this will warm me inside and out…
Inigo Hallo there, Zephyrus – how goes it with you and Miss Plum?
Zephyrus:
Greetings, Master Elf. We are splendid; thank you for asking. Just enjoying the air, as you appear to be. Did you know
there’s another elf in the yard too?
Inigo: Another elf, you say – you mean other than Zimta or Hibou?
Zephyrus: Aye,
over there in yonder tree, watching and waiting for something, I daresay. In
fact, she comes this way.
Tragic
Inigo: Greetings, Junco – what brings
you here, of all places?
Junco: Your
brother Sanar bid me see how
you fare. I was curious also, I admit. Judging from external appearances, it
would seem you are adapting nicely…
Inigo: I am… shall we sit under this tree to talk?
I suspect you have more questions, as well as news of Sanar.
Junco: I am that transparent, then! *soft laugh* Yes,
let us sit here for now.
Inigo: Forgive me for making it sound as if you are
the Grand Inquisitor. Truth be told, it is a slow process, my “fitting in”
here. Not unpleasant, mind you… the difficulty lies with me, mostly.
Junco: Sanar worries about you, for all his bluster and puffery;
of that I am sure you are aware. There is also the matter of how the other Alar may view this -- defection.
He and I would not want you to suffer because of their displeasure towards your
behavior. We keep it quiet as to your whereabouts. Sanar
deflects them by saying you are assisting him in his search, which involves
travel to the far corners of the earth. For now they believe him, given his
reputation, but who can say how long that may last.
Inigo: Deeply am I indebted to you both for your
protection of me… I know Sanar hopes I will give over
and come to my senses, as he sees it… I… I do not know when, if ever, I will return to the Alar.
Every time I think of that, revulsion wells up in my chest, and I must think of
other things, or… or… go mad. And I do not wish that; I should truly be useless
then.
Junco: A waste that would be, if you were to go
mad. At least you recognize it, and are not lacking in some self-possession. I
will tell Sanar you are well,
and not yet ready to leave your new home, and we shall continue to tell the Alar you work with diligence at your task. T’is no lie, really… *smile*.
Inigo: My undying gratitude to you, Junco. You
always were most measured and thoughtful of anyone I know. So… do you hurry off
now to tell Sanar of this meeting?
Junco: A good
question… I see we have had an audience, however diminutive. Perhaps they have
suggestions –
Junco: Master
Centaur, your attentiveness throughout is noted. Pray, tell me your name and
that of your rider, as well as your opinion of what this weary traveler, one elven maid by the name of Junco, should do – resume her
journey, or -- ?
Zephyrus:
Mistress Junco, I am called Zephyrus, and she who sits upon my back is Miss
Tragic Plum, of the Sisters Sparrow. It is an honor that you ask my humble
opinion on such an important matter!
Junco: Well
met, then, Master Zephyrus -- I await your estimation of my situation.
Zephyrus: The
mistress of this house is most generous and accommodating – I suggest you stay
a while, and rest before resuming any journey. Besides many mortals, there are
other elves, and vampires, even some creatures that have little precedent or
explanation. Nothing wrong with some amusement while you recuperate for the
road, say I!
Junco: You
pique my curiosity; such a jolly invitation I cannot resist. Well said, Master
Zephyrus -- I shall tarry a while in this odd paradise *wink*.
Tragic
Inigo: **thinks to self** While pleasant to see a familiar
face again, I would rather she had taken her leave… I needed no further
reminders of what was once home…
Junco: **also
to self** No hurry… this little forest bird has found a perch…
We certainly can’t help but have
questions about Junco and her motivation – or maybe we’re just being paranoid –
ya think?
As always, Valentine’s is a big
event here on angrysparrow.net – you might say that’s what got us started. Tancredi was solicited for advice for a Realm Of Resin banner story, and he was only too happy to dispense
his cockeyed wisdom in this little retrospective –
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