06-02-2011, 10:15 PM
(here's the thread I promised)
Today Saluce road atop his high horse, followed by the ever persistent creaking and clattering of the cart being pulled behind him, above and beyond he was Dahlia’s handyman, blacksmith, and ever present stone faced male who seemed to find his job fulfilling. He was a proud man, and sometimes it meant he was unable to do a most basic thing. His pride and arrogance sometimes hung about him so thickly that he couldn’t see through the fog but today, he was different. Sure his hopes for winning Amata’s heart had been smashed, and sure it just seemed like the harder he tried to find some happiness in his personal life he failed all the more. But there was one thing he could change, since the last time he had saw Saul their relationship had almost been severed. Saluce never spoke verbally what he felt, it was a major no no to how he operated, but if he was to accept his son’s track into the medical field then he would do his best to support him. For the past week and a half he had been working on a house warming gift for him.
The sturdy oak cabinet was cushioned in his cart, to keep it from banging around and nicking it up. The drawers where spaced so that he could store all kinds of different medicines and dried herbs. Along the bottom a glass door sat leaving plenty of room for other bigger items as well. The Cabinet was quite tall and built by hand by him. Saluce just only hoped it wasn’t too tall, he couldn’t remember how tall his ceilings where going to be.
Finally he arrived at the finished cabin, his eyes looking over it with a practiced eye. Saluce worked more with metal, the handles and metal work on the Cabinet where quite ornate while the wood work was just above average. But his eyes gazed at his son’s handiwork and he could see how all that hard work he had put in at the shop had paid off. The mountain couldn’t help but smile as he dismounted and walked up to the door hoping he was home. The last thing he wanted to do was go find him. His knuckles rasped on the door several times and waited.
Today Saluce road atop his high horse, followed by the ever persistent creaking and clattering of the cart being pulled behind him, above and beyond he was Dahlia’s handyman, blacksmith, and ever present stone faced male who seemed to find his job fulfilling. He was a proud man, and sometimes it meant he was unable to do a most basic thing. His pride and arrogance sometimes hung about him so thickly that he couldn’t see through the fog but today, he was different. Sure his hopes for winning Amata’s heart had been smashed, and sure it just seemed like the harder he tried to find some happiness in his personal life he failed all the more. But there was one thing he could change, since the last time he had saw Saul their relationship had almost been severed. Saluce never spoke verbally what he felt, it was a major no no to how he operated, but if he was to accept his son’s track into the medical field then he would do his best to support him. For the past week and a half he had been working on a house warming gift for him.
The sturdy oak cabinet was cushioned in his cart, to keep it from banging around and nicking it up. The drawers where spaced so that he could store all kinds of different medicines and dried herbs. Along the bottom a glass door sat leaving plenty of room for other bigger items as well. The Cabinet was quite tall and built by hand by him. Saluce just only hoped it wasn’t too tall, he couldn’t remember how tall his ceilings where going to be.
Finally he arrived at the finished cabin, his eyes looking over it with a practiced eye. Saluce worked more with metal, the handles and metal work on the Cabinet where quite ornate while the wood work was just above average. But his eyes gazed at his son’s handiwork and he could see how all that hard work he had put in at the shop had paid off. The mountain couldn’t help but smile as he dismounted and walked up to the door hoping he was home. The last thing he wanted to do was go find him. His knuckles rasped on the door several times and waited.