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Post by PeroxidePirate on Aug 19, 2010 15:25:59 GMT 10
Title: So Much World Rating: PG Prompt: 14. two ways of getting home Summary: "home" is a matter of perspective.
Daja walked between the wagons, enjoying the bright colors and fine workmanship all around. Here was the ride leader's wagon. Here, the cargo carts. Here, the mimander's wagon. Here, the wirok's. There was a pattern to it, not unlike the distribution of space on a trader ship: wherever a caravan stopped, the parts of it would remain in the same relation to each other. Daja needed no guide.
She had left Kirel at Gold Ridge castle. “These are my people,” she'd said, tapping the many-pointed star on her staff's cap. Now it was just one among many designs etched into the brass. “They'd be very offended – with good reason – if I didn't visit.”
Surrounded by traders, by her caravan, made something inside her relax; something that had been tight and tense since before Namorn; something even her own house in Summersea couldn't calm. She hadn't felt this way since her last visit to Discipline.
She wasn't allowed to stay at Winding Circle anymore. But the last time she'd seen Chandrissa, she'd been issued an open invitation.
Daja stood in the middle of the T'swaa camp, and breathed.
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Post by ev on Aug 20, 2010 1:47:44 GMT 10
This is wonderful, the way Daja feels so much more in tune being with her traders.
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Post by Lisa on Aug 20, 2010 10:48:47 GMT 10
I love that her recovery is more than just getting back to the familiar, or getting back to her adopted family - it's about going to the core of who she is. Beautifully done!
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Post by PeroxidePirate on Aug 20, 2010 23:37:01 GMT 10
Thank you both!!
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