The broken clock is a comfort

Mati Church · 05-23-2010, 09:21 AM

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you are sweet! & no worries about the wait my friend, i hope your weekend was relaxing ;]

It was not an easy task, taking up the pencil for the first time. The feat was something that many didn’t believe to be trying when they first faced it, but they soon learned that it was simply unnatural for them as a species. Their hands were large, their fingers much bigger then that of a human, whom the utensil was made for, and their strength could easily snap it in two if they were not gentle.

Mati felt the stress and worry that Ghita would notice the female’s figure on the worn pages leave her, finding that there was nothing that came over the other female’s face as she turned the pages and looked them over that made Mati think she recognized anyone in the pictures. It was a relief, and Mati put it all out of her mind and focused on the lesson she was teaching. She wondered if the frown that came was due to the pain or the concentration need to learning something new. The Church fey imagined that the pain washed over her at random times, coming and going as she moved. She only hoped that this might distract her enough that the memories and the pain were dulled.

Ghita questioned, and the brown fey gave a supportive nod and a warm smile. That’s good. She said as she moved a bit closer. She was a lefty, as Mati always used her right hand. She found it oddly amusing. Then, Mati took hold of her hand, gently as to not startle or move Ghita in a way that might strain her sensitive ribs and leg. Lightly Mati pressed the pencil that they now both held on the paper, showing the force that needed to be used and that it was feather-weight light. Try a few lines, nothing too hard or dark. Lines first, and then shapes. her voice was light and slow as she moved to draw a vertical and then horizontal line.

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