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a tale [any]

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02-15-2013, 09:08 PM

"One Day, I Shall Live By the Code of Honor."




This walking thing was harder that it looked.

Laila still hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it yet; her legs flopped haphazardly to and fro, flailing comically in an effort to express proper locomotion. Even when she was focusing her hardest, Laila found that her limbs were inclined to wobble and twitch in wayward directions as she walked; very soon she stopped caring about the neatness of her walking, being content in the mere fact that she could keep up reasonably well with her older brother and her regal parents, leaping along behind them, following their trail and observing the world around her with still-wide eyes. There was so much to do and still too much to see, and after the alarming introduction a few days ago, Laila learned to take the world in stride and enjoy everything that came her way—be it the buzzing of the tiny armored insects, the brittle scent of the heat-dried salty wind that wafted from the nearby ocean, or the presence of her family, their warmness and their love embracing her, comforting her, and giving her cause for happiness.

Now it was getting late, and Laila’s excited gusto for learning and observing was beginning to wane; her legs wobbled so much more violently, and when her milky mother called to them and guided them to bed, Laila touched (or rather bumped into) her mother in welcoming affection, then unceremoniously flopped onto a soft bed of grass, folding her longish limbs underneath her with practiced ease and looking up at her mama expectantly. She whipped her head here and there for a second, looking for her brother Luken; her breath hitched in her throat as he searched for him, a familiar fear of separation overcoming her. It was a hurtle she would jump later in life, a tether she would sever when the time properly came—but for now, she was still to fresh and innocent to undo that lesson, and she wanted her Lu-Lu to lie down with her and their mother, listening to the soft, chocolate tones that emanated from her pearlescent lips.

“Would you like me to tell you a story?"

“A stowy?!” Laila asked, her tiny voice booming loudly in a near-shout—the poor dear still hadn’t really gotten the hang of proper vocal volume, “What kinda stowy, Mama?!” She snuggled in her soft spot of grass, snuggling down securely and gazing up at her mother with her sparkling chocolate eyes, reflecting her curiosity and eagerness in learning another aspect of this strange, fascinating world.


Messages In This Thread
a tale [any] - by Tor - 02-11-2013, 10:22 PM
RE: a tale [any] - by Laila - 02-15-2013, 09:08 PM
RE: a tale [any] - by Luken - 02-17-2013, 10:32 PM
RE: a tale [any] - by Tor - 02-18-2013, 11:22 AM
RE: a tale [any] - by Laila - 02-22-2013, 07:06 PM

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