Do you always keep your hair so long? I think yours might be longer than mine, even, and mine always gets in the way if I don't pin it back. How do you keep it from going all a mess?
I have for ages, yes. Though I'll admit it's gotten a bit longer than usual in the past few months. I'll admit that I don't exactly have typical means to keep it as it is.
Oh. Well, um. The physicians said it was his heart. His heart failed him.
I'm not sure if there's a simple way to explain it, but. There was a certain creature that demanded a yearly sacrifice of us, and it happened that this year, the sacrifice was to be me. So I had...gone, and said my goodbyes, and I suppose you can imagine what the thought of it did to my parents — my father especially.
After I was saved, word reached them that I had been spared, and the shock of it all, so much in so short a time...I think it was just too much for him.
They tried everything. It was horrible to watch them running in and out, bringing this herb and that ointment and this spell and that remedy. And all the while it was like we were all holding our breath, hoping that this one would be different than the others, but none of them changed a thing.
I feel...I'm sure it sounds nonsensical, doesn't it, but I do feel responsible. I didn't want or intend it, but...it was because of what happened to me, that it happened to him. It's hard to be the cause of something without feeling in some way at fault for it.
Even if it was not your fault, what you feel is understandable. It's not unusual. When my mother died, I felt it was my fault, even if I had nothing to do with it.
No, he's all right now. A kindly fairy sent word to me of a magical fruit with the power to cure all ills, and offered to send me to the land where it was growing, to retrieve it for him. She didn't tell me I'd have to go beyond a waterfall, through a troll's cave beneath the mountains, across a chasm, through a swamp, and past a waiting cobra to get it, but once I was there, there was no helping it.
...That's why I can't sleep. It's too dark, and I keep thinking I hear the growling.
Rosella. This may be forward, and I would not be offended if you declined. Still, I would like to offer: would you feel safer staying with someone else right now?
That wasn't even the half of it. She spirited me away on a moment's notice, yes, but it wasn't until after I'd already gone that she told me she couldn't send me home again, unless I did something for her as well.
...Would you think very poorly of me if I said I would? I know it's only the dark and devices.
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If that's your attempt at being rude, then I'd certainly like to see how you are at your most courteous.
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You've already promised not to tell lies while you're being rude, so let's just rule that out from the start.
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Are you the type of person to use animal entrails for medicinal use, or do you at least boil your grass?
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As a matter of fact, you've done just the opposite, and been kind to me while you were trying to be rude.
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It's a bit difficult to be when someone has been kind to me in return, truthfully.
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...Though, if you'll pardon me being a bit forward, there is something I've been meaning to ask you. It's nothing awful, I promise.
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Well, it does look very fine on you. You might do well to trim the ends a bit, though. You've gone a little uneven at the bottom.
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But never mind that. I didn't mean to make things glum all over again. You can ask me something strange and invasive if you like, to make things even.
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It's fine. It's a bit difficult to avoid, I imagine. I suppose I might ask, what happened to your father?
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I'm not sure if there's a simple way to explain it, but. There was a certain creature that demanded a yearly sacrifice of us, and it happened that this year, the sacrifice was to be me. So I had...gone, and said my goodbyes, and I suppose you can imagine what the thought of it did to my parents — my father especially.
After I was saved, word reached them that I had been spared, and the shock of it all, so much in so short a time...I think it was just too much for him.
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You feel at fault?
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I feel...I'm sure it sounds nonsensical, doesn't it, but I do feel responsible. I didn't want or intend it, but...it was because of what happened to me, that it happened to him. It's hard to be the cause of something without feeling in some way at fault for it.
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Is he still unwell?
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...That's why I can't sleep. It's too dark, and I keep thinking I hear the growling.
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Rosella. This may be forward, and I would not be offended if you declined. Still, I would like to offer: would you feel safer staying with someone else right now?
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...Would you think very poorly of me if I said I would? I know it's only the dark and devices.
I'm trying so hard not to let it bother me...
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screams in "gmail did not give me this notif"
gmail why you gotta do me like this i have THINGS to DO
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