It was early morning when I mounted the black kaila that Tengfei had gifted me with, I decided to test him out and see what he could do, the coolness of the morning mists wove about me furling and unfurling a damp caress to my skin. He harnessed speed and power with ease, he moved with me as if a part of me, he adapted to me quickly. Slowing down I sat for a while gazing over the plains, there were many questions and many thoughts in my mind. There was a part of me that wanted to take off at a run and keeping going until I drew my last breath, I wanted to sink my claws into that dark bitch and show her just what true darkness could be, I wanted to let seep into the fury that bled like a thick viscous liquid to suffocate every cell within her. I wanted to slash my nails across her neck and tear open the flesh and watch the blood pulsate from her arteries, to flay every bit of flesh from her body and consume it and devour it as if devouring her.
For a moment I allowed myself to indulge in the luxury of snuffing the life from her, but it was not long lasting, I had to keep myself from falling into that temptation, it is what she would want and she hoped for, she had a thing against the Haruspex of the Tuchuk, the whys I have not yet found out but I will. Before she can strike again. If she thought me weak of mind, and incapable of dealing with her she was sadly mistaken, her miscalculation would cost her, there are many ways to fight the darkness. I have lived and breathed it once before, I can do so again. I will bide my time, I am patient. But I will have my retribution and I will destroy her before she can harm another again.
I rode for some time,and eventually returned back towards the main camp,taking care of the black beast I then walked along the various wagons , pausing to talk to various people. There was much going on within the camp some good and some bad. It seemed it was the way of life. I visited some of the warriors and was pleased to hear they were all healing well, I was not worried of them I knew that they would do their best as they always had, Garyx once told me that the men followed him not because he commanded them to but because they respected him and wanted to, they had a loyalty to him because he never tried to be better than anyone, he would not expect anything out of them he would not do himself. I can tell they will each miss him,it only confirms what I knew that he was far more of a better man than he himself even knew.
I spoke with Chulun at the clan fires, for a short time, I for now was only teaching a few here and there, I just did not have my heart into any one thing right now, I did things to keep busy but they had no meaning to me, it was simply the mechanics of living. Something he told me of caused me concern, why I do not know, truth be told yes I do, I wish I could just cut off emotions and feelings. But I cant.
I kissed his old weathered cheek and I returned to my wagons, tribe stuck together no matter what, no matter what our personal feelings for another, it is the fabric of us and the strength of us. Each person is important no matter what, regardless of what is going on in our lives, we are there for each other. Or at least those of us who do follow what we speak, and those of us who are there no matter what is thrown at us or how far you knock us down.
I worked by the fires for a few ahns, preparing some strips of dried meat I had made, I tied them together and lay them in a basket, taking some freshly baked bread I would break it and wrap it and lay it inside. Followed by some herbs in various jars, each with a specific purpose to which I drew designs upon them to reveal the purpose, one had a closed eye for sleep, one had the form of a body floating for relaxation, and beside it was a small bota of milk. I wrapped it in a piece of black hide that had a white spider beaded into the corner and a purple bolt of lightening woven thru it in beads. The meaning not really known to many though most knew it was my design.
I walked among the wagons coming to the one in particular I searched for, I paused feeling the familiar onslaught of sorrow and pain, I had to take a deep breath for this was harder for me than I realized. But I moved closer not wanting to intrude, though I wanted to let them know my thoughts were with them and I was around if needed, although I knew I would not be needed. I could have easily just ignored what had been shared with me, tossing it off to why bother for various reasons. But, I am not like that I don't do the same to others as they would me. Except in one or two exceptions, but those exceptions are for reasons that are deeply rooted and personal.
I gave the basket to one of the slaves near the wagon, with specific instructions to deliver it, and I assured her I would know if she did not. I saw in her eyes she understood.
Then I returned to my wagons to finish up some tasks.
For a moment I allowed myself to indulge in the luxury of snuffing the life from her, but it was not long lasting, I had to keep myself from falling into that temptation, it is what she would want and she hoped for, she had a thing against the Haruspex of the Tuchuk, the whys I have not yet found out but I will. Before she can strike again. If she thought me weak of mind, and incapable of dealing with her she was sadly mistaken, her miscalculation would cost her, there are many ways to fight the darkness. I have lived and breathed it once before, I can do so again. I will bide my time, I am patient. But I will have my retribution and I will destroy her before she can harm another again.
I rode for some time,and eventually returned back towards the main camp,taking care of the black beast I then walked along the various wagons , pausing to talk to various people. There was much going on within the camp some good and some bad. It seemed it was the way of life. I visited some of the warriors and was pleased to hear they were all healing well, I was not worried of them I knew that they would do their best as they always had, Garyx once told me that the men followed him not because he commanded them to but because they respected him and wanted to, they had a loyalty to him because he never tried to be better than anyone, he would not expect anything out of them he would not do himself. I can tell they will each miss him,it only confirms what I knew that he was far more of a better man than he himself even knew.
I spoke with Chulun at the clan fires, for a short time, I for now was only teaching a few here and there, I just did not have my heart into any one thing right now, I did things to keep busy but they had no meaning to me, it was simply the mechanics of living. Something he told me of caused me concern, why I do not know, truth be told yes I do, I wish I could just cut off emotions and feelings. But I cant.
I kissed his old weathered cheek and I returned to my wagons, tribe stuck together no matter what, no matter what our personal feelings for another, it is the fabric of us and the strength of us. Each person is important no matter what, regardless of what is going on in our lives, we are there for each other. Or at least those of us who do follow what we speak, and those of us who are there no matter what is thrown at us or how far you knock us down.
I worked by the fires for a few ahns, preparing some strips of dried meat I had made, I tied them together and lay them in a basket, taking some freshly baked bread I would break it and wrap it and lay it inside. Followed by some herbs in various jars, each with a specific purpose to which I drew designs upon them to reveal the purpose, one had a closed eye for sleep, one had the form of a body floating for relaxation, and beside it was a small bota of milk. I wrapped it in a piece of black hide that had a white spider beaded into the corner and a purple bolt of lightening woven thru it in beads. The meaning not really known to many though most knew it was my design.
I walked among the wagons coming to the one in particular I searched for, I paused feeling the familiar onslaught of sorrow and pain, I had to take a deep breath for this was harder for me than I realized. But I moved closer not wanting to intrude, though I wanted to let them know my thoughts were with them and I was around if needed, although I knew I would not be needed. I could have easily just ignored what had been shared with me, tossing it off to why bother for various reasons. But, I am not like that I don't do the same to others as they would me. Except in one or two exceptions, but those exceptions are for reasons that are deeply rooted and personal.
I gave the basket to one of the slaves near the wagon, with specific instructions to deliver it, and I assured her I would know if she did not. I saw in her eyes she understood.
Then I returned to my wagons to finish up some tasks.
