Chapter Ten
Morning in Guadosalam
He had slept the night through with his back to the wall and his knees drawn up close to him against the chill of the dungeon room. No one had bothered him. There had been no need. But when morning came, his guards changed and a bowl of foul smelling gruel was passed between the bars of his cage. The guards stood there a moment as Braska slowly stretched his legs and rose shakily from the floor. He looked grim, haggard, and confused. He shuffled over to the bowl and took before retreating to the rear wall again.
"How did he get here?" one guard asked the other.
"Wouldn't tell us." he shrugged. "Might not know."
"He looks alive to me."
"He is."
"How?
"Can't say really, but Lord Nav has had us double our guard on the Farplane. I would imagine he escaped somehow, but he must have had help from the other side."
"Like who?"
"Could've been the whole of dead Yevondom for all I know. Could've been the Fayth."
"You don't say?"
"I merely speculate."
"And his memory?"
"Oh, the Farplane and everyone on it, Gisha! He was dead for a long time. I guess he left it there. Now, come on, we can't stand here and gawk and gab all day. We're supposed to be guarding him."
Braska listened to them without really understanding. He knew that his memory was a mess. That was obvious. But he could not believe them when they suggested that he had been dead. That was rather unbelievable, especially given that fact that he was very much alive as he sat there eating his gruel and nursing several broken ribs. The only question was, what did it all mean? And the answers did not seem to be forthcoming.
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A/N: Thanks, Bunny and Tiffany, for the reviews, which are among some of the nicest I've ever received. And thanks for the most excellent and very constructive critique, klepto-maniac0: "Amazing Auron isn't more bothered by the fact that Pacce, a person he knew as a little boy, and a girl named after him are in the room next to him, having sex..." I've got a lot of answers for that one, but I never want the A/N section to be longer than the chapter. 1. He didn't know Pacce that well, in my opinion, and he understands Aurie. 2. Can you really see Auron breaking it up? 3. After four years in a dorm, there's something incredibly wrong with me (the author). 4. Yeah, maybe you are reading too much into it. Thanks!
Morning in Guadosalam
He had slept the night through with his back to the wall and his knees drawn up close to him against the chill of the dungeon room. No one had bothered him. There had been no need. But when morning came, his guards changed and a bowl of foul smelling gruel was passed between the bars of his cage. The guards stood there a moment as Braska slowly stretched his legs and rose shakily from the floor. He looked grim, haggard, and confused. He shuffled over to the bowl and took before retreating to the rear wall again.
"How did he get here?" one guard asked the other.
"Wouldn't tell us." he shrugged. "Might not know."
"He looks alive to me."
"He is."
"How?
"Can't say really, but Lord Nav has had us double our guard on the Farplane. I would imagine he escaped somehow, but he must have had help from the other side."
"Like who?"
"Could've been the whole of dead Yevondom for all I know. Could've been the Fayth."
"You don't say?"
"I merely speculate."
"And his memory?"
"Oh, the Farplane and everyone on it, Gisha! He was dead for a long time. I guess he left it there. Now, come on, we can't stand here and gawk and gab all day. We're supposed to be guarding him."
Braska listened to them without really understanding. He knew that his memory was a mess. That was obvious. But he could not believe them when they suggested that he had been dead. That was rather unbelievable, especially given that fact that he was very much alive as he sat there eating his gruel and nursing several broken ribs. The only question was, what did it all mean? And the answers did not seem to be forthcoming.
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A/N: Thanks, Bunny and Tiffany, for the reviews, which are among some of the nicest I've ever received. And thanks for the most excellent and very constructive critique, klepto-maniac0: "Amazing Auron isn't more bothered by the fact that Pacce, a person he knew as a little boy, and a girl named after him are in the room next to him, having sex..." I've got a lot of answers for that one, but I never want the A/N section to be longer than the chapter. 1. He didn't know Pacce that well, in my opinion, and he understands Aurie. 2. Can you really see Auron breaking it up? 3. After four years in a dorm, there's something incredibly wrong with me (the author). 4. Yeah, maybe you are reading too much into it. Thanks!
