"You don't think I know YOU?"
My memory of that night is like watching a play.. Tippet and I played the pawns. The drawn upon man, whose name I know now is Cirque, he played the male lead.. the Seer was the female lead and the woman in white.. Heidi, he called her.. she was the wild card.
Peaches and plums.. I told him I loved him and he sneered at me! Tippet begged for peaches and the juice was sticky on my cheek. I recall flashes of smiles, snippets of words. I do not think I will ever recall much outside of my ache. How I ached!
All of that is a blur. But what is clear.. is the Seer.. A sudden scream, she fell from the stone and into the mud. I tried to help her.. I feel some strange sort of subservience to her, or perhaps it is only an extension of her companion and how he directs me. It matter not.. I tried to help her. She got up and screamed again and before I knew up from down she had a knife in my face.. "You don't think I know you!" I cringed, I think I fell too.. I was sure this was, she was going to cutout my eyes and use them in some sick ritual to decide the fate of all the urts in Ar.. or something. I cowered, I feared.. and then.. The Seer left me there.. but as she walked away.. she pulled the veils from her face.
NAKED!
I gasped .. Someone had to do something.. She could be taken for that.. or.. worse! I know I panicked.. I think the white lady followed her.. I never want to see the seer again.. what will I ever say to her? What will I ever say to the metal worker? Should I tell him? Should I lie? should I hold another secret?
Tippet and I walked home together. I don't think I stopped crying the whole way.
My memory of that night is like watching a play.. Tippet and I played the pawns. The drawn upon man, whose name I know now is Cirque, he played the male lead.. the Seer was the female lead and the woman in white.. Heidi, he called her.. she was the wild card.
Peaches and plums.. I told him I loved him and he sneered at me! Tippet begged for peaches and the juice was sticky on my cheek. I recall flashes of smiles, snippets of words. I do not think I will ever recall much outside of my ache. How I ached!
All of that is a blur. But what is clear.. is the Seer.. A sudden scream, she fell from the stone and into the mud. I tried to help her.. I feel some strange sort of subservience to her, or perhaps it is only an extension of her companion and how he directs me. It matter not.. I tried to help her. She got up and screamed again and before I knew up from down she had a knife in my face.. "You don't think I know you!" I cringed, I think I fell too.. I was sure this was, she was going to cutout my eyes and use them in some sick ritual to decide the fate of all the urts in Ar.. or something. I cowered, I feared.. and then.. The Seer left me there.. but as she walked away.. she pulled the veils from her face.
NAKED!
I gasped .. Someone had to do something.. She could be taken for that.. or.. worse! I know I panicked.. I think the white lady followed her.. I never want to see the seer again.. what will I ever say to her? What will I ever say to the metal worker? Should I tell him? Should I lie? should I hold another secret?
Tippet and I walked home together. I don't think I stopped crying the whole way.
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