Great Expeditions

Palaydrian Soul · 06-07-2012, 11:50 AM

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WC:: 5+Haha good, she’s so sheltered. Tongue

Palaydrian had never seen such fine paper before. The sheets her grandmother owned were faded and well worn, from frequent usage, and the limited amount of pictures and markings on it were barely eligible, even for the illiterate. Syliat had told her that the paper and the books she owned, did not need to be read with eyes, but rather with the tips of an Optime finger. Drin thought that was absurd, but never voiced her opinion as many times she and her brothers had sat at Syliat’s feet while the demon, with eyes closed, read from one of her books to them.

Drin remembered hearing about characters from something called The Bible, but her favorite stories were often times creepy tales read from something Syliat had called “The Brothers Grimm”. The demon wolf had not bothered in teaching her grandchildren how to read her special books, more so to honor the desperate plea from her own mother, as they apparently were already so far set apart from their pack brothers and sisters, and the ability to read would have just created a much further gap in the discrimination against their bloodline. This is why Syliat did not join the pack, she remained an outlier in the territory and lived in the mountains, a place the wolves avoided due to pumas and bobcats.

The golden fae fondly remembered her trips there, often disappearing in the cover of early nightfall in order to make it back to the pack just before daybreak. She had loved the fireside dinners, the last minute bedtime stories, but mostly the otherworldliness feeling she got when around her grandmother. The demon wolf had been another source of unimaginable information, it pained the yearling to know she might not see her again. Syliat had passed so much and yet so little to the girl, but she had always assured Drin that it was in the blood...everything was in the blood.

Palay grinned with glee at her mistake, finding Zeitgeist’s own laugh to light hearted as he continued to encourage her. Her bi colored eyes followed his hand to the markings in the middle of the blue. She nodded with enthusiasm, this is what letters looked like, now she was onto something. Oh, so this is a name, Drin said with more confidence, moving her hands towards one of the odd shapes and placing a claw on the darker clustering of letters.

Her eyes flitted back to the ocean as her other hand touched the blue parts of the map, so that’s what the great body of water looks like....but it’s so small! Her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, surely the ocean was much bigger than this. If you think hard enough my little one, it will come to you, an echo of the past as she stared down at the blue blob. Ah but I see, this here... the hand in the ocean moved to a box near the bottom of the map, this is the key? She asked, slightly surprised that a part of her brain was registering the box full of measurements.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

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