Once the bosk disappeared we were able to continue on with the trail, there was so much mud about that I began to feel as if we were creating molds of ourselves along the trail. As I walked along the wagons I could feel my feet slide along the ground nearly losing my balance several times, within a few ahns I was covered with mud from my feet to my head, every now and then I would help the men Cana sent me to push on the wheel of my one wagon, it creaked and groaned threatening to shatter and crumble into a thousand pieces.
But it did not as we traveled the air held the screech of a kaiila as they stumbled a few I feared would not survive, a few bosk I heard their blood curdling yells as they were injured, wagons were stopped mid way as they got stuck or broke. We moved slow.
As I walked I heard Seveya behind me and I smiled to her as she neared, before to long Fonce joined us as well. While we walked and talked of the benefits of mud and bosk dung for the skin, something sounded wrong and it gave me the strangest sensation, it had nothing to do with being a spex, it was just something sounded wrong, when you travel enough you know how a wagon should sound, how a kaiila sounds and the bosk you know when something is off, I turned and yelled at Fonce to move, just as he heard me came the ear shattering splintering of a wagon wheel near him, Kai faltered and fell, and I watched as Fonce also fell to the ground, in that moment I felt a fear wash thru me as I pushed Seveya clear, catching a glimpse of Asria and Lei nearing as well, sometimes things happen so fast and yet so slow that it is captured in your mind.
Kai was able to get up and both were not fatally harmed for which I was glad to see, Asria and Seveya helped me with the injured driver, they did well but you could see the pallor pull at them from the wound, his leg was broken and cut thru the flesh, I set the bone and wrapped it after cleaning it and sent him to the healers. We continued on the trail, everyone with a different conversation, I watched Asria with Fonce, it was not hard to recognize that she had feelings for him. I am not sure but I think Seveya may also be attracted to him, but I am not sure if she is as intent on this path or if she is just getting her feet wet, though I see frustrations within her, the fact she has no ring I think is frustrating along with the pain of the loss of her father, there is nothing I can say that will make her feel better, but I gave her a gift that I hoped would give her strength and the knowledge that we are all here. I really can offer any of them the right words to make life easier, because ultimately while I can lend a hand and a shoulder of support, I can listen and guide, in the end it is up to them what they chose.
Asria was frustrated with Fonce and when he departed I talked with her, she opened up with her thoughts and emotions, the dream she had and her thoughts on a warrior names Serge, I held her as she cried and let her get it out, when she was finished, I gave her a few thoughts, I think that she should speak clear and plain to Fonce, to tell him what she feels of this warrior, it is not my thought that he is the one for her and I sense and uneasiness, there is something about him and while I have never met him, I can gather an impression. She speaks of how she perceives things Fonce does, well I can not speak for him nor will I speak of things I know of him from talking to him in the past and of observations, it is not my place, but I did say that he does has his reasons for how he sees and feels things, reasons to not trust women. I did not say anything specific or personal if he wants to share he will. I do remember seeing how he was when he finally had his heart touched and captured, I also have seen in him the pain of the loss of it, it is not hard to recognize when you have lost someone you love like a mate, regardless of how they leave, thru death, or abandonment or if taken away. The loss is still felt the same. She is determined in touching his heart, and she is determined to prove she is not like others, I have seen and heard that same thought and words before. I wonder if he had also. But I would not discourage her from what she felt was right, I would only encourage her to speak true and clear, because lets face it, men do not do well with any thing less, you have to speak it plain, blunt and to the point. They see with logic and in black and white, women see with emotion and in shades of black and white. I hope in some way I offered her comfort or help.
I was glad to see Cana join us later in the evening, I enjoy the company of everyone, there was much joking about the tuchuk skin treatment, imagine the trade we could do with this if dweller women thought they would remain youthful and beautiful. You know, I think I will talk to Cana about this idea. If only they knew what was in that mud to give such clear, youthful skin, and with the way it has covered me my entire body should be youthful.
I have never seen so much mud, and I swear I can taste it,I do not think my hair even looks black any more it looks a bit on the grey side. What I would not give to be able to take a dip in the stream and get clean, but not for some time, we are moving longer than usual,there is to be no rest for a while, already I hear my body protesting that.
I am beginning to dislike mud.. it sucks, literally
But it did not as we traveled the air held the screech of a kaiila as they stumbled a few I feared would not survive, a few bosk I heard their blood curdling yells as they were injured, wagons were stopped mid way as they got stuck or broke. We moved slow.
As I walked I heard Seveya behind me and I smiled to her as she neared, before to long Fonce joined us as well. While we walked and talked of the benefits of mud and bosk dung for the skin, something sounded wrong and it gave me the strangest sensation, it had nothing to do with being a spex, it was just something sounded wrong, when you travel enough you know how a wagon should sound, how a kaiila sounds and the bosk you know when something is off, I turned and yelled at Fonce to move, just as he heard me came the ear shattering splintering of a wagon wheel near him, Kai faltered and fell, and I watched as Fonce also fell to the ground, in that moment I felt a fear wash thru me as I pushed Seveya clear, catching a glimpse of Asria and Lei nearing as well, sometimes things happen so fast and yet so slow that it is captured in your mind.
Kai was able to get up and both were not fatally harmed for which I was glad to see, Asria and Seveya helped me with the injured driver, they did well but you could see the pallor pull at them from the wound, his leg was broken and cut thru the flesh, I set the bone and wrapped it after cleaning it and sent him to the healers. We continued on the trail, everyone with a different conversation, I watched Asria with Fonce, it was not hard to recognize that she had feelings for him. I am not sure but I think Seveya may also be attracted to him, but I am not sure if she is as intent on this path or if she is just getting her feet wet, though I see frustrations within her, the fact she has no ring I think is frustrating along with the pain of the loss of her father, there is nothing I can say that will make her feel better, but I gave her a gift that I hoped would give her strength and the knowledge that we are all here. I really can offer any of them the right words to make life easier, because ultimately while I can lend a hand and a shoulder of support, I can listen and guide, in the end it is up to them what they chose.
Asria was frustrated with Fonce and when he departed I talked with her, she opened up with her thoughts and emotions, the dream she had and her thoughts on a warrior names Serge, I held her as she cried and let her get it out, when she was finished, I gave her a few thoughts, I think that she should speak clear and plain to Fonce, to tell him what she feels of this warrior, it is not my thought that he is the one for her and I sense and uneasiness, there is something about him and while I have never met him, I can gather an impression. She speaks of how she perceives things Fonce does, well I can not speak for him nor will I speak of things I know of him from talking to him in the past and of observations, it is not my place, but I did say that he does has his reasons for how he sees and feels things, reasons to not trust women. I did not say anything specific or personal if he wants to share he will. I do remember seeing how he was when he finally had his heart touched and captured, I also have seen in him the pain of the loss of it, it is not hard to recognize when you have lost someone you love like a mate, regardless of how they leave, thru death, or abandonment or if taken away. The loss is still felt the same. She is determined in touching his heart, and she is determined to prove she is not like others, I have seen and heard that same thought and words before. I wonder if he had also. But I would not discourage her from what she felt was right, I would only encourage her to speak true and clear, because lets face it, men do not do well with any thing less, you have to speak it plain, blunt and to the point. They see with logic and in black and white, women see with emotion and in shades of black and white. I hope in some way I offered her comfort or help.
I was glad to see Cana join us later in the evening, I enjoy the company of everyone, there was much joking about the tuchuk skin treatment, imagine the trade we could do with this if dweller women thought they would remain youthful and beautiful. You know, I think I will talk to Cana about this idea. If only they knew what was in that mud to give such clear, youthful skin, and with the way it has covered me my entire body should be youthful.
I have never seen so much mud, and I swear I can taste it,I do not think my hair even looks black any more it looks a bit on the grey side. What I would not give to be able to take a dip in the stream and get clean, but not for some time, we are moving longer than usual,there is to be no rest for a while, already I hear my body protesting that.
I am beginning to dislike mud.. it sucks, literally
