She agrees to walk with me & I feel a small thrill as she hands me the muffin. Something about her makes me feel... good, just standing next to her. Fate is being kind to me today.
As we walk, she tells me to call her Dana. Such a simple name, yet it's meaning is old & echoes within me. Arbiter. Judge. But I feel there's something more there, something hidden. "And what shall I call you?" She's strangely polite in the way she speaks, with a tone that suggests education, or at least some sort of cultivated background & I find I want to know where she's from even more now.
"I'm called Silence," I answer, but it feels like... like I wish I could tell her more. And I want her to tell me more. What's with me today? I've not felt like this in ages. It's unsettling, & I'm unsure how to start. "Tell- tell me about yourself?"
We take a random path, letting Fate choose our direction, winding through the street. There are so many people out today, enjoying the break in the weather. One would never guess there'd been a riot recently, other than the odd boarded up window here & there, with how nice everyone's being to each other. There's even a woman leading a horse & I wonder if she was part of the horses in the riot I heard about from the others. All these people make me a bit nervous, & I can't help but scan the crowd, trying to feel the Pattern of it all. But I also can't help but be distracted by her; the way she moves so smoothly, the way she smiles when she speaks, the way her eyes seem to shine when she looks around... & at me.
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Date: 2010-09-22 05:59 am (UTC)As we walk, she tells me to call her Dana. Such a simple name, yet it's meaning is old & echoes within me. Arbiter. Judge. But I feel there's something more there, something hidden. "And what shall I call you?" She's strangely polite in the way she speaks, with a tone that suggests education, or at least some sort of cultivated background & I find I want to know where she's from even more now.
"I'm called Silence," I answer, but it feels like... like I wish I could tell her more. And I want her to tell me more. What's with me today? I've not felt like this in ages. It's unsettling, & I'm unsure how to start. "Tell- tell me about yourself?"
We take a random path, letting Fate choose our direction, winding through the street. There are so many people out today, enjoying the break in the weather. One would never guess there'd been a riot recently, other than the odd boarded up window here & there, with how nice everyone's being to each other. There's even a woman leading a horse & I wonder if she was part of the horses in the riot I heard about from the others. All these people make me a bit nervous, & I can't help but scan the crowd, trying to feel the Pattern of it all. But I also can't help but be distracted by her; the way she moves so smoothly, the way she smiles when she speaks, the way her eyes seem to shine when she looks around... & at me.
I think I might be blushing.