nanofrikis @ 2007-11-02T11: 53:00 When spent hours without seeing deinón most obvious was when he was the gradual transformation that was suffering, how fair was hitting permeating the skin and even his voice. He greeted them with a word Angelus ibaresa and assumed he had spent the morning with the fire-eaters. He came closer and could make up the soot over his nose and hands. The grandfather had known how to look at him, what to say to you, without having to refer directly to the image before him, being a mere showman, a vagabond, deinón understood I had to wash, to walk in a less light and carefree and, above all, had to stop whistling.
came to her and Angelus glanced over his head. What bothered him most was perhaps whistling, which he mostly seemed so happy and comfortable. Now Siana standing by, seemed both a part of something that he realized a few seconds, he despised. Not with deep atavistic hatred of his grandfather, but with a constant feeling of not knowing what they were doing there. Why would not Mera on their own now that they had left the mountains, why they had to keep pace with a caravan of strangers, plantajudías converted, foreigners with foreign customs. Deinón and Siana, greeting each other as if they had known years before, could well have been part of the show throughout his life. Both had the same golden skin tone but Siana was considerably cleaner than his brother, he seemed I could see the remains of the sand and the same land that had deinón face. Both had bright eyes and toothy smile.
not say anything until I turned to Nora as a person and his infectious optimism seemed out of place and wanted to extend to it. Nora was dropped from the stone where he had been sitting and approached them, the lower, still pale, without polluting the air around the dancer of Siana and sun-darkened skin and soot deinón. Angelus then stepped forward and folded his arms.
- Well, deinón already here. What did you want to tell us? - Asked. She almost wished that Siana and anonymous dome chieftains of the caravan had decided to leave them there, next to the creek at that point Tarno did not seem much worse than the rest. Siana
looked at him and Angelus would have preferred something a thousand times angry, upset, anything that expressed displeasure at the interruption of much laughter. Anything but another bright smile.
- Do not worry, there is nothing wrong - he said. Angelus felt like to explain that nothing she could say or do to them, no silly carnival punishment could seem as bad. But Nora did seem relieved.
- Actually, that is a horrible story. We'll have to work - suddenly intervened deinón. Siana hit him in the arm and laughed, but he only added: -, or give us feed the snakes Joelle to serve something.
accompanied by a wink that nonsense aimed at Angelus and Nora, but she only replied with a grin accomplice and hardly noticeable. Angelus frowned and turned to Siana, who stared back at him getting a little more serious. Yet the shape of your mouth still suggested a hidden smile, even when the voice was deeper and seemed directed only at Angelus.
- I ... Well, I do not matter all you're here, I assure you. - He accompanied his words of a gentle gesture, extending his arm toward Nora, and pulled a little to himself -. But there are some people who believe that you are taking advantage of you. I know not, Angelus, let me finish please. What do you know?
- No. .. - Angelus began, not knowing how to answer a question so general, so absolutely impossible to answer. Deinón looked for help, but I knew he would not find it because the look on his brother was to be enjoying this conversation as I enjoyed hauling dirt and remove stores.
work in the sense that deinón was doing, in the sense that Siana meant was something out of planters and traders. The wizards were not working. They studied, learned, understood what others could not understand and apply, even in the village, so far from the libraries of Mera, physical work was a minority among climate and fertile rituals. For that were the servants as they were the grandparents, and suddenly looked at Nora. Deinón Nora and had not been present when the grandfather insisted, years ago, when Nora showed much enthusiasm for the work as it was more convenient to deal with the household chores exclusively. Lena had opposed, without Moreover, to the relief of Angelus so did not have to tell Nora. But now he saw her hesitate a moment and had the feeling that after all someone would take this, his odd penchant for making things grow, operate or work-based gloss manual before using magic to their advantage.
- We are not servants - Angelus murmured, anticipating what was that Nora was going to offer. Siana
opened his mouth and then covered it with one hand, resting the other on her hip. Then he showed me up to his chin and laughed.
- Of course not! - Nora also grabbed the wrist and shook his head with such force -. clinked their outstanding Angelus! How are you?
also took a few steps toward him, but Angelus away in a gesture that did not even think about. Starting to become second nature.
- You agree with this? - Deinón asked, quietly.
- We're eating and sleeping in their tents - deinón said shrugging. I could not expect anything else from him. For starters, if you had to say something, something so personal, I should have waited until they were three solos, even that was difficult lately. Angelus could feel the curious eyes round and Siana tellers. She had no business being there at that time.
- What can we do? - Actually did not even want to continue with the caravan. They were close enough to reach Mera as his own, with people every few miles, in the midst of the largest areas of cultivation of all Tarno.
- Well, Nora can help with the proceedings. And sure deinón know who needs help. Eggart bought two horses last night, a drunk landlord who could not even score. I actually ended up returning that money.
- I will not do it - Angelus said categorically. He turned to deinón and Siana was resigned to witness a private conversation -. You know that I will not do it. I will not touch the horses or anything at all. We must come to Mera and there are hundreds of villages where these people will want to stop before the plains, and have no time.
- Why not? - Deinón opened his arms and shrugged -. We have time, and no idea what to do. The fair is the best way to hear anything about the Fylgia. And anyway we have weeks with them and we owe them something. Hey, you will curabas headaches a. .. Well, you are good! Angelus
A suggestion was so surprised he could not even angry.
- I will not touch anything.
- is a nonsense, Angelus.
- I will not play nothing, and I keep talking about that topic. - He turned to Siana and Nora and breathed -. I know I owe you dinner, and stay. But now we have no money. Siana
studied him a few seconds. He rubbed his cheeks with freckles on his finger, he twisted his mouth and shook his head.
- And if you take the runes? "Reading the future? Salena I think Mom will go to manufacture fireworks, has asked the ibareses you get gunpowder.
- I can not read the future.
- Oh, come on, you're a magician.
- The magic trick is not fair! - Angelus said gasps. Inaccessible to despondency, Siana smiled and raised his eyebrows.
- Everything is a stunt show here.
Without another word, Angelus crossed his arms and turned away. Left them several meters to the edge of the weeds and shrubs framing the keeper of the creek, and stood there, giving back. Nora
gulped and looked at him, feeling guilty about how they had developed the discussion. Maybe I should have warned Angelus, alone, on the terms veiled Eggart had done about it when I saw her follow Siana through the camp, and his premonition that they would soon have a similar conversation. That could be argued even before Siana decided to intervene. But the very Siana had assured him, with every comment Eggart, there was nothing to worry about and that there were any kind of burden on the rest of the caravan. As deinón, Nora believed they had to give something in return. Unlike deinón would have preferred not to take any firm position. Almost felt like she away, let's hand and approach Siana Angelus, but not cease to give him a hug, just to not feel alone in practice as it was in their views on what to do.
- What do you think? - Siana asked in a calm voice. Deinón had also been looking at Angelus, but is now engaged to remove dirt from under fingernails and only glanced fun while Nora was trying to think of something I knew to do.
- In the village used to cook and clean from time to time. Siana
surrounded it with one arm and shook his head. Some strands of red hair escaped from the sort of turban wearing that morning and Nora tickled his nose.
- I told your brother that you are not going to be raised. Want to help with the proceedings?
- not know how to dance.
- No dancing at home. A great pity - deinón complained suddenly, without even looking.
- then begin collecting coins - Siana said, though at first he looked at deinón with a smile almost of disbelief -. I can teach you to care for marionettes. And of course I can teach you to dance. You too, deinón. Deinón
slowly raised his head and seemed about to laugh out loud, as if Siana had been teasing her, but Nora was not even quite sure how much of what he said was a joke. At the end deinón just smiled, and blew up to depart the hair from his forehead.
- No, thanks. I'm just a little less demanding than my brother there absent. Do not overestimate my ability to adapt - said without any sarcasm. Then he went out Nora -. But I think well you teach Nora. So do not be so boring.
What is not said, meant Nora, was that it would have less time to think and wonder what they would do now, or rub your stomach for hours scar as he recalled the stupid details about what had been the village life . It seemed that deinón gave him a look that Siana did not capture or understand. He also wondered if you suddenly had to make a decision, and also a very clear decision, would have something to do with what deinón had told a couple of nights before, about how it was best to stay busy and fall down at the blankets before to "stare at a blade of grass and the head starts to think alone," as he said. Nora was not exactly empty. At the fair there was always something to do or someone who needed advice on a new trick, but soon realized that the voice of a girl who had never left his mountain village until then was not exactly a good gauge on quality or the ability to surprise. She was surprised at that time everything, even things that were not part of the tricks.
- I'm bored - he said. And contrary to what seemed to think that Angelus of deinón and no doubt about it, though it never said, nor why they were forgotten in that situation. But they were the two who had to reach agreement on what to do next. Nora accompanied them only because they had nowhere else to go, but who had lost Fylgia they were. Siana
put a hand on the back.
- Well, I have things to do. I leave for you to have your private conversation, all three. - Passing deinón also put a hand on his shoulder, and walked away holding up her skirt so that the ornaments the hem is not getting wet in the water.
- Do you want to go? - Asked deinón while both were away at Siana through the trees. Nora huddled in her shawl and looked with suspicion.
- I do not want to take sides - he warned, and even raised a finger as a threat. Deinón sighed.
- Okay. Let's see what happens to it then. - And he went to Angelus as he scratched his head. After thinking a little Nora decided to sit on his rock and wait. After all Siana had gone not to bother, and when Angelus deinón and crashed in this way, front and irreconcilable, she felt as if clogged.
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