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Ayla of No People (_ayla_) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-09 09:53:00

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ayla, complete, day 10, yvaine

Day 10
Who: Yvaine & Ayla
What: Healing Session
When: Mid Morning
Where: Yvaine's Room
Rating: G
Status: Finished

Ayla woke early, though it was hard to tell with the storm still raging outside. Sitting up on her bed, she looked around the dark cave. Sparse light filtered in through the singular window at the back. She'd never had a window in her cave in the valley, and that was only one of the differences between this cave and that one. Still, it was more familiar than a room such as Rusty's was to her.

She crawled to the firepit where she'd banked her fire and built it up again. She needed to make some tea for Yvaine and get it to her. The dressing on her leg probably needed to be changed as well. She would prepare everything and then take it with her to the star woman's room. She boiled willow bark and snake root for the tea. Instead of the snake root going on the outside, it was going to heal from the inside.

It would still take several weeks before it was completely healed, but Ayla was sure she would be able to walk with no problems at all. As the water for the tea boiled, she cleaned herself up and put on a new wrap. Being in a cave with a fire always made her smell a little smoky. Not unpleasant, just... outdoorsy. She plaited her long blond hair back in a single braid down her back and went back for the tea.

With soaked leather, dry gauze and tea in hand, she left her room and headed to Yvaine's second story room. She shifted everything in her arms in order to knock on the door.

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_ayla_
2008-08-24 01:57 pm UTC (link)

"It was not his large head that they determined to be deformed. It was his long neck, his high forehead and thin limbs. He didn't look like a Clan baby, but he didn't look like a baby of the Others, either. Because he was different, they thought he would be a detriment to the Clan. But he grew up strong, and healthy. Only I knew he wasn't deformed. Just different." She explained this all very passionately. She loved her child, and she had wanted him so badly. She couldn't let them kill him after all she'd gone through to get him.

She knew that the woman was curious about her life, and she really didn't mind talking about it. It was painful, yes, but forgetting him would be more painful. She liked to talk about him, and remember him. She shook her head at the next question, though. "Nothing happened to Durc. At least, not directly. You see, I was cursed with death. Those cursed with death are dead to their people. I was no longer alive, just a spirit." She knew now that it was impossible, but it was the way the Clan lived, it was what they believed.

"I knew that if I stayed, the Clan would be uneasy. And I knew Durc would never be able to let me go. I had to leave. Iza told me before she died that Broud would find a way to hurt me. She told me that I needed to leave and find my own people. The Others. And he did hurt me. He took everything I had away from me." But she had won. Because Broud had hated her so much, he made himself look weak. His hatred of her made him make some bad decisions. In the end, even though he had cursed her with death, Ayla had made him look stupid. He had lost face with the rest of the Clan.

Ayla couldn't imagine life as a star. It seemed like such a bland existence. There was no love, no children. Just sisters and a mother. No friends, no interaction. Eating and drinking light and darkness. She could understand the star's curiosity. Ayla was curious herself about other cultures and the way they lived and believed different things. But she realized it was getting late.

She had overstayed her welcome, and she knew she needed to let the star woman rest. She stood up and went to gather her cups. Maybe next time, she would listen to what Yvaine had to say. She knew that even in her bland existence, she must have some good stories to tell. And Ayla was a sucker for stories. "Good day, Yvaine." She smiled, and then exited the room that so resembled the night sky.

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