Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Skittish

Sintas changed out of her dress into a simple nightgown, sliding into bed. She sighed, realizing she had forgotten to ask about a new assignment.
How could she even think about that? There was something more pertinent to figure out. Why had he embraced her? It wasn't at all like him to do such a thing. He had been emotionally removed from just about everyone, other than anger from his flaring temper.
The council meeting was in two days. She knew she would return after tonight to him, to collect an assignment. It would definitely be awkward, to say the least. But she wouldn't bring it up. It was out of line to question him to begin with, so trying to delve into a personal matter of his would be a mistake. There was no telling what his mood would be tomorrow, and she didn't want to take any chances. She trusted he wouldn't overreact.
Well. Not enough to hurt her, at least.
She recalled the bang she had heard upon leaving. Whether he had knocked something over on accident or on purpose, she didn't know. Or had he even knocked something over?
Sintas, you worry yourself too much, she thought. He's been alone for a long time. This is a good thing, him showing he's not completely lost to anger. She closed her eyes, rolling from side to side to wrap the covers around her. Yes. It was a good thing.

She was falling, slowly. She passed through layers and layers of the world, thousands of years of trial and error flying by. She was light as a feather, but falling like a rock. No, not falling. She was drawn to the ground. As soon as she reached it, she fell through it. So it continued, seemingly for ages. Layers. Layers. Layers.
She sighed. It would not happen. Not tonight. She might as well just wake up, pull herself from the transfer. It had taken too long already. She would not be allowed in. She wasn't particularly disappointed, since it was so dangerous. She was better off just staying out.
She reached for the tether to pull herself back to her body.
She missed. She reached again, pulling herself back.

Sintas woke slowly, each of her senses eventually returning to life, rejoining her awareness. Her ears picked up the sounds of birds and water, wind rustling the trees. The confused, fluid thoughts of dreams began to slow and harden into understandable images. She realized her feet were cold, kicking them a bit to pull the blanket back over them. Her mouth tasted funny; it always did upon awakening, though.
Traveling down the road from Darnassus, she reached the Pools of Arlithrien. The pools were fairly obvious and in-sight for the most part, but taller brush had grown up around one of them. A sapling had sprung up next to the pool. Sintas looked up at its branches, saw no clothes hanging, then knocked on its slick bark twice. No reply came from the water, so she proceeded into the brush, sliding out of her robe and into the water.
Resting back against the shore, she looked up at the canopy of trees above her, nestled so comfortably, intertwining each others' branches.

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