Logs:Ignorance
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| RL Date: 11 October, 2015 |
| Who: Keysi |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Honorbound. |
| Where: Hidden Secrets Weyr, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 23, Month 13, Turn 38 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: R'hin/Mentions, K'del/Mentions, Irianke/Mentions, Jo/Mentions, Edyis/Mentions |
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| Neianth huffs into her palms, the warmth of his breath curling through her fingers that she has splayed over his tanned muzzle. He shoves his nose gently into those hands, the pressure increasing as much physically as mentally. Keysi presses her forehead to the brown's, and both dragon and rider close their eyes. He'd opened the doors. He was the catalyst. Savannah was the tool. Its riders, the hands to give her that push. They were so much more than that. She was home. She belonged. Ever since she Impressed, everyone told her she was safe. That she was protected. That she was surrounded by friends. That the Weyr was family. Edyis persisted. Irianke assured. K'del promised. R'hin made her believe. He'd given her everything. Did he realize that? She'd never told him, probably never would have. He inflamed her ambition by describing his own, gave her wings because feathers had already been there. He never flew for her. That wasn't what R'hin did. He let her fly because it was what she was meant to do. He was what a father should have been. She wanted to kill her own, had planned the possibilities of his murder turn by turn, had started putting in motion the steps to begin tracking him only these short months past. And the man who'd stepped into that vacancy had been killed in his place. Worse, he wasn't murdered. The knife was Jo's. The knife was mercy- Never before had that word felt so very heavy. It was release from a fate she couldn't comprehend. She couldn't harbor hatred. She couldn't fester on plans of revenge and find comfort in action. There was no trail to follow, nothing to fight for in his honor. There was nothing she could do except to carry the weight of knowing. Wasn't that enough? No. Ignorance. The word burned. Jo had used it, R'hin had as well. The power of not knowing was as strong as knowing. Stronger, maybe. It could destroy as much as protect. He'd tried to tell her that. She'd argued. She had always argued. And now she had to lie to him. Keysi knows she'll be called before her Weyrleader soon, and it wasn't with true innocence that she'd face him. The two men who garnered her loyalty to such a degree that she'd stand for them in the face of anything now warred. Both had been struck down by the cold of blades. Both wrapped in secrets, of some she still remained so painfully ignorant. Only one still stood, but the honor of the fallen is no small thing. Savannah had taught her to lie in every form, from costumes to voice to manner. To her, it had all always ultimately been to protect. It had been for the Weyr. It had been for K'del. And maybe for the last time, even as everything that brought purpose seemed to be slipping away, she'd have to use what she knew. Against him. |
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Alida (19:32, 12 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
Alida's been where Keysi is, right now. All she could tell her is that it hurts like hell...but then, Keys already knows that.
Squishy (21:49, 12 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
Ouchies
Jo (21:56, 12 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
LOVED this. Jo would totally relate. That inner struggle and divided loyalties. ...
Cass (19:55, 13 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
I'm quite sorry I'm not familiar with all the pieces, but this was beautiful!
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