07-10-2008, 12:11 AM
As Aura explored this fascinating place the strangers called Moonglow, she passed a finely dressed woman riding atop an enormous, brightly colored insect. She stared in awe at the bug, and Cairn noticed the young beggar woman gazing at her giant beetle as though she had never seen one before.
Can I help ye, lass? Cairn asked softly as she shrewdly examined the girl from the top of her dirty white head, over her tattered rags of clothing that barely covered what it must, and down to her tiny feet covered with scratches.
Aura started and raised bright, violet eyes to the lady on the amazing creature. She spoke slowly and carefully as she uttered her first word in years, Please?
Cairn smiled broadly at the girl and offered her a hand up to share the great insects broad back. Here, child. Come with Cairn and weâll fix ye right up.
Aura smiled shyly at the kind stranger and climbed aboard. No sooner was she seated than the lady uttered Kal Ort Por. Calell was suddenly enveloped in a cold black nothingness, unable to see the lady in front of her, yet able to feel the cool, sleekly ridged surface of the insect beneath her. Almost as soon as the feeling began, it was over, and she was once again on the back of the beetle behind the woman. To Aura's astonishment, they were no longer in Moonglow!
All around them, snow covered everything the ground, the houses and buildings, the trees...Even the animals here seemed to be covered in snow. As Calell looked around wondrously, Cairn urged the beetle forward with a few softly spoken commands onto the porch of a small white house. The little marble workshop was nestled under the wing of a great stone tower and was sheltered from the harsh winds sweeping over the arctic lands.
Yeâll stay with me, ye will,? Cairn stated in a tone that let the girl know she expected no argument. Cairn quickly rummaged through some chests until she found what she was looking for attire appropriate for one so beautiful. Come along little one. Weâll get ye clean an warm an properly clothed, then itâs off ta bed with ye.?
Cairn led the girl upstairs to a large washtub and got her settled into it as she poured in water that she always kept warming on the hearth before the great oven. She threw in some fragrant rose petals, and the girl ahh ,ed in pleasure, looking up with those vivid purple eyes to Cairn in gratitude and supplication. I must be dreaming, thought Aura as she rested in the warm tub while Cairn carefully and thoroughly scrubbed, washed, and rinsed the waif from her head to her toes.
Satisfied that the girl was clean, Cairn urged her out of the now cooling water, wrapped her in a thick, plush fur, and led her to a chair in front of the great oven that also doubled as Cairnâs fireplace. Brushing the girlâs hair, she asked, Whatâs yer name, child? Where are ye from?
Aura spoke slowly, her voice new to her own ears, and replied, I am sorry, I am unable to answer your questions, for I do not know the answers myself. She frowned slightly and reached for her clothing, rummaging through the rags for what she sought. She reverently withdrew a small pouch that was miraculously intact, as it had been carefully tied and hidden within her skirts when she was pulled into the sea. She looked thoughtful as she withdrew a tiny trinket that revealed an even tinier portrait of three smiling people. I think that is me,? she said, pointing to the child in the picture. And this girl,? she pointed to the taller twin image in the photo, she looks like me, too.?
Aye, that she does, young un. Ye look identical now to the older lass in that photo. Carefully taking the locket from the girl, Cairn inspected it as she did all things...thoroughly. Here, look, Cairn said, indicating the signs of faint engravings on the side of the locket opposite the portrait. Can ye read, child? Aura slowly shook her head and replied, No, maam.
Thas alright girl. See here? It says Aura, Laia, and Xane." Cairn slowly read each word, indicating who in the painting the name corresponded with. So yer name is Aura. A funny name fit for an odd waif such as yerself.? Cairn nodded, smiling. Aye, it suits ye.?
Cairn continued to study the photo as she fussed about the girl. She stood behind Aura absently yet reverently brushing the white silken mass of the girlâs long hair, the memory that had been nagging her finally reaching the forefront of her mind. Master Xane...of Cove! thought Cairn. Why, it can nae be...He has grown old so quick! She continued brushing Auraâs hair, the both of them thinking their separate thoughts. Aura could not believe how much her life had changed in one day, nor could Cairn believe what extraordinary luck she had in finding this girl.
After assuring herself Auraâs hair was thoroughly groomed, Cairn helped the girl into a comfortable dressing robe and then into bed for some much needed rest. She tucked her gently but firmly into bed, instructed her to make herself at home when she awoke, and told her that under no circumstances was Aura to leave the safety of the shop until Cairn returned.
Cairn quietly laid out the set of clothing for Aura she had chosen earlier downstairs some clean undergarments, a dress she had recently sewn of special fabric, and new sandals. The color and sheen of the fabric was that of the icy glacial passes in these parts, bright with a slight bluish tint, and was smooth and cool to the touch. The sandals of the same special hue of the dress would be fitted upon Auraâs dainty feet and gently laced up her shapely calves.
Waiting until she was sure the girl was sleeping soundly, Cairn began her mission. Quickly uttering the words Kal Ort Por, she was at the Cove docks and beginning the short walk through the forest to the villa on the southern coast, completely unsure of what repercussions her hasty trip might bring.
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(A black staff hue 2569)
Can I help ye, lass? Cairn asked softly as she shrewdly examined the girl from the top of her dirty white head, over her tattered rags of clothing that barely covered what it must, and down to her tiny feet covered with scratches.
Aura started and raised bright, violet eyes to the lady on the amazing creature. She spoke slowly and carefully as she uttered her first word in years, Please?
Cairn smiled broadly at the girl and offered her a hand up to share the great insects broad back. Here, child. Come with Cairn and weâll fix ye right up.
Aura smiled shyly at the kind stranger and climbed aboard. No sooner was she seated than the lady uttered Kal Ort Por. Calell was suddenly enveloped in a cold black nothingness, unable to see the lady in front of her, yet able to feel the cool, sleekly ridged surface of the insect beneath her. Almost as soon as the feeling began, it was over, and she was once again on the back of the beetle behind the woman. To Aura's astonishment, they were no longer in Moonglow!
All around them, snow covered everything the ground, the houses and buildings, the trees...Even the animals here seemed to be covered in snow. As Calell looked around wondrously, Cairn urged the beetle forward with a few softly spoken commands onto the porch of a small white house. The little marble workshop was nestled under the wing of a great stone tower and was sheltered from the harsh winds sweeping over the arctic lands.
Yeâll stay with me, ye will,? Cairn stated in a tone that let the girl know she expected no argument. Cairn quickly rummaged through some chests until she found what she was looking for attire appropriate for one so beautiful. Come along little one. Weâll get ye clean an warm an properly clothed, then itâs off ta bed with ye.?
Cairn led the girl upstairs to a large washtub and got her settled into it as she poured in water that she always kept warming on the hearth before the great oven. She threw in some fragrant rose petals, and the girl ahh ,ed in pleasure, looking up with those vivid purple eyes to Cairn in gratitude and supplication. I must be dreaming, thought Aura as she rested in the warm tub while Cairn carefully and thoroughly scrubbed, washed, and rinsed the waif from her head to her toes.
Satisfied that the girl was clean, Cairn urged her out of the now cooling water, wrapped her in a thick, plush fur, and led her to a chair in front of the great oven that also doubled as Cairnâs fireplace. Brushing the girlâs hair, she asked, Whatâs yer name, child? Where are ye from?
Aura spoke slowly, her voice new to her own ears, and replied, I am sorry, I am unable to answer your questions, for I do not know the answers myself. She frowned slightly and reached for her clothing, rummaging through the rags for what she sought. She reverently withdrew a small pouch that was miraculously intact, as it had been carefully tied and hidden within her skirts when she was pulled into the sea. She looked thoughtful as she withdrew a tiny trinket that revealed an even tinier portrait of three smiling people. I think that is me,? she said, pointing to the child in the picture. And this girl,? she pointed to the taller twin image in the photo, she looks like me, too.?
Aye, that she does, young un. Ye look identical now to the older lass in that photo. Carefully taking the locket from the girl, Cairn inspected it as she did all things...thoroughly. Here, look, Cairn said, indicating the signs of faint engravings on the side of the locket opposite the portrait. Can ye read, child? Aura slowly shook her head and replied, No, maam.
Thas alright girl. See here? It says Aura, Laia, and Xane." Cairn slowly read each word, indicating who in the painting the name corresponded with. So yer name is Aura. A funny name fit for an odd waif such as yerself.? Cairn nodded, smiling. Aye, it suits ye.?
Cairn continued to study the photo as she fussed about the girl. She stood behind Aura absently yet reverently brushing the white silken mass of the girlâs long hair, the memory that had been nagging her finally reaching the forefront of her mind. Master Xane...of Cove! thought Cairn. Why, it can nae be...He has grown old so quick! She continued brushing Auraâs hair, the both of them thinking their separate thoughts. Aura could not believe how much her life had changed in one day, nor could Cairn believe what extraordinary luck she had in finding this girl.
After assuring herself Auraâs hair was thoroughly groomed, Cairn helped the girl into a comfortable dressing robe and then into bed for some much needed rest. She tucked her gently but firmly into bed, instructed her to make herself at home when she awoke, and told her that under no circumstances was Aura to leave the safety of the shop until Cairn returned.
Cairn quietly laid out the set of clothing for Aura she had chosen earlier downstairs some clean undergarments, a dress she had recently sewn of special fabric, and new sandals. The color and sheen of the fabric was that of the icy glacial passes in these parts, bright with a slight bluish tint, and was smooth and cool to the touch. The sandals of the same special hue of the dress would be fitted upon Auraâs dainty feet and gently laced up her shapely calves.
Waiting until she was sure the girl was sleeping soundly, Cairn began her mission. Quickly uttering the words Kal Ort Por, she was at the Cove docks and beginning the short walk through the forest to the villa on the southern coast, completely unsure of what repercussions her hasty trip might bring.
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(A black staff hue 2569)