Γ 31

[silk_for_calde]

It never seemed strange to me that the time we spend here, the weeks or months or years, do not last even a moment in our own whorl. There is a time outside of time, something I have seen, once, by the grace of the Outsider... and this is much the same. Believing that time may move in two whorls, at two rates, strains credibility a bit more. I have been gone-- weeks, here, it seems, though I'm not wholly certain when I left. And yet it has barely been a day since the morning I first arrived here, that recent and remote moment Hieraxday when I fell off my donkey on the way back from Limna, hands bound and in the company of the Guard. The Caldé's guard, I should say; as they now call themselves.
Good men have died today; and evil men who I mourn no less; and men whose names and faces and qualities I may never know have lost their lives, fighting for or against me in the streets of my city. Viron has been torn by revolution, and she has suffered wounds that will not be easily salved. The Queen of the Whorl, Ophidian Echidna, came before my congregation and exhorted us to violence, to overturn the Ayuntamiento and to pull down the Alambrera. I have seen the mother of the gods, and I pray I never behold her face again. No; that's a foolish prayer, I know I won't. I've made my choice on that count.
But Viron waits once more; and with it Hyacinth. And in Thelxiepeia's mirror we still sit, side by side in the cool grass, staring up at ourselves. Together. That's what she wanted; not to see me, but to see us together. She came. She waited for me.

And for a time I will wait for her as well; so much has happened in the past day, I'm grateful for the rest.

I hope those of you who've become my friends in this whorl have not vanished in my absence. I should like to see you, but I fear it will be a few days before I'm fit to visit anyone.

[ooc: SILK'S BACK! ♥♥ for the moment, at least; he's still up for a potential drop, but i'm trying ;_; Slightly updated and consequently both depressed and elated, hah. He's got a broken ankle, pas knows how many bruises, and he sort of um. got shot. |D and yeah. HE MISSED U GAIZ]

Comments

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Silk! You're back!

[silk_for_calde]

I am. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye when I left, Rain.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

It just happens, Silk. People are just gone and don't have time to say goodbye.

I'm just glad you're back.

[silk_for_calde]

Thank you. I am as well, though I fear I'm in sorry shape.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Oh no! Is there anything I can do to help?

[silk_for_calde]

Ah-- no, thank you though. I think I'm mostly in need of rest, which is in short supply in Viron, now.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Okay. But if you do need anything I'm here.

[silk_for_calde]

Thank you. I'll let you know.

Have you been well in my absence?

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm doing very well, I think.

And it's spring!

[silk_for_calde]

I'm glad to hear it.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

I've never gotten to really see spring like this before. It's wonderful!

[silk_for_calde]

What is it like in your own whorl?

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

We were never really anywhere very cold, so I never got to see it turn from ice and snow to all of this.

This is just amazing!

[hopedanddreamed.livejournal.com]

You tell a good story.

[silk_for_calde]

Thank you... though, I wish it were better news, even if it makes a good tale.

[hopedanddreamed.livejournal.com]

It's all true?

[silk_for_calde]

Of course.

[hopedanddreamed.livejournal.com]

It would make a good story, then, if you ever need to entertain someone.

[silk_for_calde]

I'm not entirely proud of my part in it, to be honest.

[hopedanddreamed.livejournal.com]

So make it into something to be proud of. It could be based on a true story.

[silk_for_calde]

Perhaps.

I'm somewhat apprehensive about speculating upon its ending, though. Whether my city will have peace, and when.

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Silk!

[silk_for_calde]

Lucy! Ah, it's good to hear from you!

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

You're back!

[silk_for_calde]

I am indeed! It's so strange, how much time has passed in my absence.

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

How long has it been?

[silk_for_calde]

Two weeks, here, I think? But only a day at home.

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Only a day...was it nice, to see home?

[silk_for_calde]

It was... good that I went. I certainly don't feel restless any longer. Not everything that occurred was good; but I would be a liar if I claimed nothing was.

[letslip.livejournal.com]

...

[silk_for_calde]

Carmine.

I hope you've been well, these past weeks.

[letslip.livejournal.com]

I've been well. I'm glad you had the chance to visit home.

[silk_for_calde]

Thank you. It was... eventful. But a great many things were resolved, which was a relief.

[letslip.livejournal.com]

Resolutions are often comforting, even if they do not come as we expect.