01-10-2012, 01:15 AM
[html]Cai grinned and snagged his piece of meaningless river gravel out of the air. Of course, something in the back of Cai's head told him it wasn't quite meaningless. It reminded him of some other river granite he'd had a chance to observe closely. It had almost exactly the same marbled patterns as the rocks that had nearly dashed his brains out half a lifetime ago. Those rocks were about as far back as Cai could clearly remember, and even then most of it wasn't interesting with Drakien, so only the last months had any real meaning for him. Not all that much had changed really, it just meant that there was a friendly face when otherwise none was present. It meant the world, when it was almost all the world held. But Cai wasn't thinking very hard about those things. He was admiring the pretty rock. He snapped out of te daze suddenly at his brother's question, and replied "Я могу пойти подышать свежим дрова!" A moment later, he stuffed the rock into a space on the ceremonial skull he wore on his chest, and started gathering up an armload of what had been intended as padding, but would now serve as kindling. [/html]