Days went by... Organization set in... 3 days I had the children to look after, 3 days Ylang'Hao came to the apartment to look after them while I was away on a trek or a mission... we'd bump into each other 10 minutes before, 10 minutes after. Just long enough to give them mundane instructions, show them the stock of caprini milk, the change of linen, tell them when they could go to bed. They'd wanted us out of the way... and we were. Secretly, I dreamed she'd change her mind, break down. Every time we ran into each other, I saw Ylang'Hao burst into tears, telling me she regretted those stupid choices, that we could face our lives and the associated threats together... but no...
After our banalities, a silence...
For pride? Confidence? The love was intact... but for how much longer? She would see Maze'Yum again, that was obvious. She needed it, and somehow I came to accept it. Zoraï culture isn't easy enough for a tryker to assimilate, but Ylang'Hao had a personality forged of a complicated past and a fragile present.
So I suggested we start all over again. We would stay married, for the sake of the children and also to avoid any administrative worries. But she'd gone back to her jungle and I wanted to get to know her again. I wanted to see her as she was and not as I wanted her to become. I had to face the facts: Ylang'Hao was not a trykette, nor a citizen of the lakes, nor neutral in her beliefs.
The game was dangerous because I was always confident in my ideas usually, but there... I felt I could lose everything, my wife, and especially the mother of our twins. Deep down, I was angry with her... for leaving me... for leaving us... My curse only echoed in my head every time I stood in front of the children, in silence, watching them sleep peacefully. What would the Drakan say?
A letter posted in town announced a meeting of the circles. The temptation was great, but how to get there? The children were too small to teleport. But that wasn't counting Maya'Kan's dexterity who, escaping my vigilance for a brief moment, was able to take enough steps to walk through the Avendale vortex! That's when I knew we'd be going to Zora, on foot!
I had a kind of irrational courage and motivation.
After preparing milk and nappies for the children, I grabbed the twins and set off on my journey. Objective: not to start any fights, to get to Zora safely.
I know she'll be furious, but while they're still naïve, this is a good opportunity to introduce them to their mother's origins, the environment she lives in and her responsibility to her family...
But most of all... to show the wise, enlightened and initiated that our still unconverted children are alive, well and present on Atys. That was my answer to Sève following his threatening insinuations before the wedding.
The Drakan was bubbling with pleasure at the step I'd taken.
After our banalities, a silence...
For pride? Confidence? The love was intact... but for how much longer? She would see Maze'Yum again, that was obvious. She needed it, and somehow I came to accept it. Zoraï culture isn't easy enough for a tryker to assimilate, but Ylang'Hao had a personality forged of a complicated past and a fragile present.
So I suggested we start all over again. We would stay married, for the sake of the children and also to avoid any administrative worries. But she'd gone back to her jungle and I wanted to get to know her again. I wanted to see her as she was and not as I wanted her to become. I had to face the facts: Ylang'Hao was not a trykette, nor a citizen of the lakes, nor neutral in her beliefs.
The game was dangerous because I was always confident in my ideas usually, but there... I felt I could lose everything, my wife, and especially the mother of our twins. Deep down, I was angry with her... for leaving me... for leaving us... My curse only echoed in my head every time I stood in front of the children, in silence, watching them sleep peacefully. What would the Drakan say?
A letter posted in town announced a meeting of the circles. The temptation was great, but how to get there? The children were too small to teleport. But that wasn't counting Maya'Kan's dexterity who, escaping my vigilance for a brief moment, was able to take enough steps to walk through the Avendale vortex! That's when I knew we'd be going to Zora, on foot!
I had a kind of irrational courage and motivation.
After preparing milk and nappies for the children, I grabbed the twins and set off on my journey. Objective: not to start any fights, to get to Zora safely.
I know she'll be furious, but while they're still naïve, this is a good opportunity to introduce them to their mother's origins, the environment she lives in and her responsibility to her family...
But most of all... to show the wise, enlightened and initiated that our still unconverted children are alive, well and present on Atys. That was my answer to Sève following his threatening insinuations before the wedding.
The Drakan was bubbling with pleasure at the step I'd taken.
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Jazzy Mac'PlanteyChef de Bai Nhori Drakani
Commandant de Bai Trykali
Citoyen célèbre