How Not To Be SeenHis first thoughts had been confusion and, oddly, anger that she had not known Ba Ki by name. He'd rarely spoken it aloud since leaving, and each time he had been heard saying it, trouble had followed nearly immediately. The thickening of her accent and peculiar twisting of grammar had thrown him off so that he'd barely understood some of her initial rant.However, all of it promptly shelved as she translated herself. He could see that she was blushing, but was somehow even more certain that he was twice as red in the face. Being called 'babyling' by Griselda was the closest he had come to being termed dear by anyone, and it was almost m
Go Do Your HomeworkIf someone had been able to extract the entire untainted truth from PDQ's fuddled mind, they would have been disappointed in the half-finished result. Although he could no longer use the word vedis in his thoughts since explaining his fear to Mychael, which was not surprising, the word also seemed completely separate from urylai, rather than existing as a darker side. The two sat in disconnected thoughts, holding up to comparison without offering any similarities. Perhaps he shouldn't have worried about that, as mostly he thought of her by name.The air and general dynamic of the room was thicker with Griselda shufflin
Vesi Vanhin Voitehista 2There didn't appear to be any lights mounted from or inside the ceiling, but the apartment was still relatively well-lit, thanks mostly to small table-lamps and candles that littered nearly every available space. None of the lamps matched, but the candles seemed to have the same origin. Each of them was the width of two or three fingers, and a swirl of two colors. Taivuttaa leaned towards one, watching the flame flicker over the frozen combination of burnt caramel and creamy beige."I just don't like the dark," Salugi muttered behind him. At least, he thought that was what she'd said. Sh