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[Aug. 11, 2006][original]Looking Down on the Landscape
Title: Looking Down on the Landscape
Day/Theme: Aug. 11, 2006 "Recalling a house and a lady, dismount where the winds cross."
Series: original
Character/Pairing: Seif
Rating: G
The icy wind of approaching winter cut through his cloak and mingled with his bones.
Seif jumped down in a clumsy dismount and strode across the layers of packed brown leaves covering the ground. The chestnut brown, borrowed horse whinnied softly. He grasped her reins in his numb fingers and led her silently along around tree stumps and between skeleton hedges devoid of all leaves. From the height of the sun he could see that it was about noon. The tell-tale grumbling of his stomach agreed with this assessment.
From this perch in the hillside, Seif could see Ligaia's fields unfolding like a patchwork quilt. Ligaia was a large, somewhat hilly country full of small farming villages and peasant people. Seif bore no ill will toward the citizens of Ligaia. Quite the contrary- on the few times he came in contact with them, he found them to be pleasant and hospitable folk when kept ignorant of his profession. Ligaians who knew of his occupation were too afraid to speak with him or even purposely misled him. He could not truly blame them. He was, after all, a Holy Knight of Messina.
Glancing back over his shoulder, Seif looked down on his own land. Messina was flatter than Ligaia, with more coastline, but generally it was not very geographically different from its neighbor.
What had made Ligaia and Messina enemies for somewhere around three hundred years? It had begun with the territorial ambitions of Ligaia, but the first three Holy Knights had protected Messina. What had happened to make it continue?
Seif sighed. It didn't matter. It continued, that was all. Besides, he knew that he should be thinking positively. His time sneaking and spying was over and he was returning home. Thinking about the warm, happy capital brought two people to the front of his thoughts: General Father Alywin and Christine.
It matches more with the last two days pieces, but today I have a drawing of Sir Rowan. ^_^
Day/Theme: Aug. 11, 2006 "Recalling a house and a lady, dismount where the winds cross."
Series: original
Character/Pairing: Seif
Rating: G
The icy wind of approaching winter cut through his cloak and mingled with his bones.
Seif jumped down in a clumsy dismount and strode across the layers of packed brown leaves covering the ground. The chestnut brown, borrowed horse whinnied softly. He grasped her reins in his numb fingers and led her silently along around tree stumps and between skeleton hedges devoid of all leaves. From the height of the sun he could see that it was about noon. The tell-tale grumbling of his stomach agreed with this assessment.
From this perch in the hillside, Seif could see Ligaia's fields unfolding like a patchwork quilt. Ligaia was a large, somewhat hilly country full of small farming villages and peasant people. Seif bore no ill will toward the citizens of Ligaia. Quite the contrary- on the few times he came in contact with them, he found them to be pleasant and hospitable folk when kept ignorant of his profession. Ligaians who knew of his occupation were too afraid to speak with him or even purposely misled him. He could not truly blame them. He was, after all, a Holy Knight of Messina.
Glancing back over his shoulder, Seif looked down on his own land. Messina was flatter than Ligaia, with more coastline, but generally it was not very geographically different from its neighbor.
What had made Ligaia and Messina enemies for somewhere around three hundred years? It had begun with the territorial ambitions of Ligaia, but the first three Holy Knights had protected Messina. What had happened to make it continue?
Seif sighed. It didn't matter. It continued, that was all. Besides, he knew that he should be thinking positively. His time sneaking and spying was over and he was returning home. Thinking about the warm, happy capital brought two people to the front of his thoughts: General Father Alywin and Christine.
It matches more with the last two days pieces, but today I have a drawing of Sir Rowan. ^_^