| Subject: How to ask what you barely see |
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Tyrsis Kayaroqua
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Date Posted: 11/19/04 11:26:30am Fri
In reply to:
Ryiln
's message, "bathroom" on 11/18/04 6:34:59pm Thu
Tyrsis entered Myuler's home, taking a seat in one of the ancient looking chairs. She wasn't afraid to ask her question here, she was simply not sure how to put it.
"Queen Zenra has been transformed into a swan. When I look for ways to fix it, I can see a man patting me on the shoulder and telling me to wait. Everything will be fine in its own time." Golden eyes glittered in the dim houselight, vibrant with light as she spoke. His lack of wings went unnoticed, they had never been close.
"That isn't what worries me though. I know things will be fine if I let this man have a chance to teach her. I see her and a young couple walking along beaches and having discussions. They seem to be old friends, so I know that she is in a safe place. The swan is nothing but a means to keep her body alive." She hesitated, reassuring herself with the thought that no one could spy on them here. "Emillia has been proclaimed the steward of the city. She is old enough and has the correct heritage to do so, but..." Here she hesitated even longer. "I don't know if you remember Forbiddion. If you do, its still inside of her. If you don't, forget it, that isn't my biggest concern right now. There is a darkness inside of her. The villain responsible for the current state of Hogoromo did terrible things to her."
She pulled a curly strand of hair from her eyes and tucked it behind her ear, explaining breifly what had happened with the humans and Impazael's connection to it all. She then explained the eyes.
"When I look at Emillia, I see six glowing red eyes. I remember them as Forbiddion, a monster I felt inside of myself in what was a lifetime ago. Only, those eyes beg. They aren't the cruel evil I could feel before. They are not tempting and playing, seducing as they look into my heart. They beg and I am not entirely sure what they beg for."
This was a lot to throw at a poor old man who had just come home from vacation to find his city a mess, but Tyrsis needed to talk. Things were piling up in her mind faster than she could sort them, and each of them felt somehow urgent.
"Emillia's uncle carries something behind him, masses of moving darkness and a chaos that tears at everything I see. Something follows that darkness, but the images around him are only blurs. I don't know him well enough to look, and when I try to it feels as though my Sight itself will be torn away. I can't use him as a focus, but I worry that another wave of bad luck is coming our way."
Finally, she finished with something unimportant to Hogoromo, but very important to herself.
"And I can't find Jin."
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