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09-15-2002, 04:04 AM | #31 |
Stormdancer of Doom
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Gamba returned from digging to find Phura still in a funk, and he went to the Loremaster. "What's wrong? Why is Phura upset?"
Gamba really didn't expect an answer; he hadn't gotten any answers from anybody besides Levanto for several weeks. But to his surprise, Loremaster gently drew him aside, sat him down, and faced him seriously. "Our people have been in these caves now for many years, haven't we?" "Yes, sir." "We've stayed together." "Yes, sir." "Why?" "There's nowhere to go, sir." Loremaster nodded. "And now, Nitir and Azra have returned for us. They are going to remove us from here, and take us elsewhere. And then, we will not have to stay in this prison, will we?" "No, sir. We'll be able to do what we want." "Exactly." Loremaster stepped back, waiting for Gamba to grasp the implications. Loremaster always did this; Phura usually figured it out, and Gamba was left feeling stupid. Gamba sifted through what Loremaster had told him, looking for clues, but in his eyes, Loremaster's answer didn't answer anything. Gamba struggled, fidgeting. "I still don't understand what that has to do with Phura, and why Phura is upset." Loremaster gently placed his hand on Gamba's shoulder. "Sometimes when brothers are free to choose, they choose to live a completely new life of their own. They make their own decisions, they build their own lives. And sometimes that takes them apart from each other." "But we can always visit each other, " Gamba replied. He couldn't imagine distances much bigger than the caves they worked in or the graveyards they dug in. "Perhaps, " Loremaster replied. "Perhaps you could. But if not, you must go ahead and live life anyway." Gamba stood, and looked at Loremaster, and realised that he was finished with what he was saying. Gamba wondered which was worse, no answer at all, or a long complicated answer that didn't tell him anything. He left perplexed, and went to try and cheer up his brother. Phura put on a brave face, and tried to be less miserable, but steadfastly refused to talk about what was bothering him. Eventually they gathered Kesha, Asta, and Roka, and went to visit the four children and try to comfort them. [ September 15, 2002: Message edited by: mark12_30 ]
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