11-05-2008, 11:53 AM
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The low-growing plants, which looked practically harmless, resisted little against the movement of the blade. A scythe would have worked better, but this was just fine. As he gathered the leaves in a small pile, he continued in the same pattern—right up until an unfamiliar voice called out. Both ears swiveled at the noise, and he looked up quickly. Despite the blind eye and the color-blindness, he found her form quickly, standing by a much taller weed that had crept in. Appropriate, it seemed.
It was only then that her scent hit him above the fresh-cut leaves. In an instant, his eyes darkened and the hand around the knife tightened just slightly. This girl was Iskata’s daughter. Wonderful. “Vorgestern,” he replied, and dropped to cut another bundle of the sweet-smelling leaves. They joined the small pile he was accumulating and he paused to eye the girl. She looked like her mother. “Do you want something?”
The low-growing plants, which looked practically harmless, resisted little against the movement of the blade. A scythe would have worked better, but this was just fine. As he gathered the leaves in a small pile, he continued in the same pattern—right up until an unfamiliar voice called out. Both ears swiveled at the noise, and he looked up quickly. Despite the blind eye and the color-blindness, he found her form quickly, standing by a much taller weed that had crept in. Appropriate, it seemed.
It was only then that her scent hit him above the fresh-cut leaves. In an instant, his eyes darkened and the hand around the knife tightened just slightly. This girl was Iskata’s daughter. Wonderful. “Vorgestern,” he replied, and dropped to cut another bundle of the sweet-smelling leaves. They joined the small pile he was accumulating and he paused to eye the girl. She looked like her mother. “Do you want something?”