Davenport Part 6
Part Six~ The Storm
Like most days following a grand adventure, all events seem mundane and boring as life slowly settled back to its gentle hum. Though Mari was used to having grand adventures, she was also used to their quiet aftermath; and though this adventure had reaped a great change between her and Regnmoln, there was little to be done to stave off loneliness while the two remained apart.
Still the girl was used to the calm quiet days, and slowly came back down to earth as Alisand left with her kin, then Eyevhan flew off to the Spiral Kingdom to the west, even Koy disappeared to hunt leaving Mari completely to her own thoughts for the first time since she left Conner and the Darkworld people. For the first time since receiving the text, Mari was able to settle comfortably down on her sofa and read Professor Grendtrefes Way of Our Worlds.
She had read the dissertation on the Darkworld people while in the monarchs library, now she leafed through the rest of the book aimlessl
Big Zen Hats Contest Entry
The show doesnt even have an actual name.
Well, technically it does.
The Best Show Ever doesnt count. It just sound egotistical.
Hm? Dinah and Vincent looked down towards the bright green catish thing hopping around their feet. What is it, Edaniel? Dinah asked, forgetting for a moment her argument with Vincent.
WHAT SHOW?!? Edaniel erupted, his polka dotted bowler hat falling from his head as he flailed wildly in his curiosity.
Oh, sorry, Vincent smirked, not seeming truly sorry, we were just talking about a television show thats begun filming in Bizenghast.
Really? Edaniels voice suddenly dripped with overenthusiastic interest. Does that mean Ill get the center stage role I was born to play? he asked, posing for imaginary cameras.
Er no. V
Dragon Makers X
Kandra tilted her head back to gaze at the top most window of the left hand tower, the one beside the workshop. She wondered what was kept in those towers. As she was gazing so distractedly at the tower, Kandra couldnt see where she was going, and she didnt notice the small child walk right into her path. The child hadnt seen Kandra either, for she had her head bowed over a flower in her hands. The two men turned to look back at the sound of the collision.
Kandra. Goiya moved to his apprentice, offering her a hand up while Bann moved to the child.
Rionwei, are you hurt? he asked the girl, his voice full of a concern that Goiya had rarely heard before. While Bann fussed over the girl called Rionwei, Goiya glanced over to Kandra to see her reaction.
Youre bleeding. He told her quietly.
Its nothing. Kandra said off-handedly, grasping her skinned elbow. She hadnt looked to Goiya as they spoke, sh
Three Old Poems
A good man my husband is
Spending well these days of his
Going each day to till the field
Bringing me back the crops they yield
A good husband is this man
As we walk life hand in hand
Holding me with him when it is dark
Letting my kisses find their mark
A good father he will be
Making a mother out of me
Laughter and love our house adorn
With this babe a family born
~From J. Q. Cross
She wore darkness
Like a familiar friend
The flowers seemed brighter
When she would sigh
Our eyes met
It was not love
Nor hate nor sorrow
Anger or even apathy
Her look gave the purest of nothings
And I replied in kind
Yet the flowers grew red
As we stood in the garden
And watched myself
The roses didnt bloom that year
She slid from the room
Like mist rolls over
A polished surface
And it was in that moment
I knew I would die
The world stops
Beyond my line of sight
When I cant see you
Dragon Makers IX
Meet me outside of the studio, He said, shaking his head even thought he couldnt help but smiling, Ill close the window. he offered, moving forward to the sill.
Thank you, Master. Kandra smiled, pushing away from the sill of the window and righting herself on Ergos back, Come on, Ergo. she whispered excitedly, guiding him with only those words into a steady walk over to the studio doors.
Goiya emerged from the building a few moments later, with Qual following behind him and muttered something about young people these days. Kandra merely smiled as he continued his little act and nodded in thanks when he handed her a bundle of their left over breakfast.
Smelling the sausage, Ergo arched his neck and turned his head around to look at Kandra expectantly.
Not now, sorry. Kandra apologized as she tied the bundle with her other things, A little later, weve both only just eaten. She reminded her dra
Teddy Bear Letters 13To a Mother,
Hopefully this look into the quiet lives of Teddy Bears has taught you a little about us. How were always there for our children, and how unwavering our love can be. Each Bears life is different, just as the lives of each child is different. We all have our quirks and personalities, even though to children we seem like nothing more than a toy. But we are more than that, we are companions. We listen, we keep secrets, we share both good times and bad.
But our love is not to be taken for granted, we do feel loneliness, and we all are saddened when the day comes that our child outgrows us, or no longer needs us. For some children, that day comes much earlier than for others, and the fate of those childs Bears may be a sad, or even cruel, one. Though this may not always be the case, for some Bears become hand-me-downs, and are able to love many children in their lifetime, one right after the other.
Though there is more to owning a Bear than just keeping it wit
Teddy Bear Letters 12Dear Mr. Chair,
I think I am beginning to understand all of what you said. Im seeing the fondness in your letters that before I had missed, fondness towards your child and her family, towards the household and your many other siblings. So much of that now is beginning to make sense to me. The family is fine, as are many of our valuables, but the house did not survive the blaze, nor did many of the homes on our street. That no longer matters to me anymore though, because the important thing is that the family made it out, in fact the entire neighborhood was evacuated in time and no one was harmed. For now, we are staying with an aunt in another town, thank goodness its summer vacation or else Maryanne would miss school.
You know, I must admit to something. Even though I knew her face and that she was my child, only since the fire have I learned Maryannes name. And you were right about learning about her. Since I was taken out of my case Ive learned that she adore
Teddy Bear Letters 11Victoria,
Congratulations, you now officially belong to your child. You see, Vicci, belonging to a child has nothing to do with what people say. They could say you belonged to a person youve never even seen before, and though to the family it is true, to you its not. You belong to the person that wants you, and that you want to be with. Im glad you finally learned that, even if it did take a fire for the lesson to come through. I hope everythings alright with that, how did the neighbors fare? Is your house alright? I ask because I know these things are important to you.
In the end, the house doesnt matter as much as the people in it. I hope youve come to learn that too. The adults you seemed to get on so well with think so little of you, yet the child you think should learn something cares more about you than her parents. Dont you think that says something about where your priorities were?
That same point about houses brings me to your closing