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The world changed very suddenly. I was cooking in the kitchen and Durnik was out fishing with Killane and Ontrose at the time. Father has stated that the sensation we felt when it happened was very similar to somebody messing with the weather. I would say that it was actually more like the time I set off a volcano. It seemed to be of more immediate earth shattering consequences to me somehow. I later spoke to my uncles about it, and they told me that while it wasn't quite on the same scale as the cracking of the world, but it came a lot closer than anything else in the last few thousand years (I'll leave you to guess which uncle said that. I don't want to spoil all your fun, after all). The disturbance was very shocking to me. It shocked me so much that I actually burned what I was cooking. I am fairly certain that is the first time I've ever burnt something. If there is another time, I've managed to forget it.
Anyway, after I'd disposed of the remains of the burnt food, I created some food just before Durnik and the twins came back. I was a little surprised that they hadn't caught any fish, but then, if the disturbance caused me to burn food why shouldn't it cause Durnik to miss a few fish? Killane and Ontrose seemed most agitated by the disturbance, and it took the two of us quite a while to calm them down. After our children had fallen asleep, Durnik asked me "What was that, Pol?"
"I really have no idea. Whatever it was, it was big. I suspect that father will be spending a few weeks trying to get to the bottom of it, and he might ask us to help him."
My prediction turned out to be quite accurate. Father roped Durnik in when he realized what the scale of the search would be, though he chose not to get me involved. Apparently he felt that I was too busy, so I just helped by looking through things without telling him (or allowing Durnik to tell him) and making sure that Killane and Ontrose kept out of his hair. While he adores them, and they him (what is it with all these young boys liking my father? Does he have some sort of secret? He probably bribes them like he does the Dryads), they would probably have distracted him at the time, or he'd have forgotten they were there. He does that every so often when he's engrossed in something or searching through records. His tower's not particularly neat even with mother having moved back in with him, so it takes him a while to find things other than the beer barrel.
This pattern of searching continued for several days. It was actually fairly relaxing, almost like going back to the old days of searching for clues in the indecipherable Mrin and incomprehensible Darine. I was just starting to enjoy the search (and going around behind father's back to help him) when I saw his note. It was, as is usual for him, short and lacking on details, but what it said made me lose my temper.
Pol
Just borrowed Durnik. Gone off to Riva to see Garion and his friend. We're taking some old friends with us. Back soon. Talk to the twins if you need help.
Belgarath
I soon found myself looking around for anything breakable to throw. About the only thing that restrained me was having Killane and Ontrose nearby. I took them off to see the twins. They like the twins, but then, so does everybody. After the four of them were settled into a conversation, I went to the Tree and gave vent to some of the more colourful parts of Uncle Beldin's vocabulary. Aside from swear words, all that was running through my head was I can't believe he's done it again. I decided that Killane, Ontrose and I would be going to Riva as soon as we could.
The world changed very suddenly. I was cooking in the kitchen and Durnik was out fishing with Killane and Ontrose at the time. Father has stated that the sensation we felt when it happened was very similar to somebody messing with the weather. I would say that it was actually more like the time I set off a volcano. It seemed to be of more immediate earth shattering consequences to me somehow. I later spoke to my uncles about it, and they told me that while it wasn't quite on the same scale as the cracking of the world, but it came a lot closer than anything else in the last few thousand years (I'll leave you to guess which uncle said that. I don't want to spoil all your fun, after all). The disturbance was very shocking to me. It shocked me so much that I actually burned what I was cooking. I am fairly certain that is the first time I've ever burnt something. If there is another time, I've managed to forget it.
Anyway, after I'd disposed of the remains of the burnt food, I created some food just before Durnik and the twins came back. I was a little surprised that they hadn't caught any fish, but then, if the disturbance caused me to burn food why shouldn't it cause Durnik to miss a few fish? Killane and Ontrose seemed most agitated by the disturbance, and it took the two of us quite a while to calm them down. After our children had fallen asleep, Durnik asked me "What was that, Pol?"
"I really have no idea. Whatever it was, it was big. I suspect that father will be spending a few weeks trying to get to the bottom of it, and he might ask us to help him."
My prediction turned out to be quite accurate. Father roped Durnik in when he realized what the scale of the search would be, though he chose not to get me involved. Apparently he felt that I was too busy, so I just helped by looking through things without telling him (or allowing Durnik to tell him) and making sure that Killane and Ontrose kept out of his hair. While he adores them, and they him (what is it with all these young boys liking my father? Does he have some sort of secret? He probably bribes them like he does the Dryads), they would probably have distracted him at the time, or he'd have forgotten they were there. He does that every so often when he's engrossed in something or searching through records. His tower's not particularly neat even with mother having moved back in with him, so it takes him a while to find things other than the beer barrel.
This pattern of searching continued for several days. It was actually fairly relaxing, almost like going back to the old days of searching for clues in the indecipherable Mrin and incomprehensible Darine. I was just starting to enjoy the search (and going around behind father's back to help him) when I saw his note. It was, as is usual for him, short and lacking on details, but what it said made me lose my temper.
Pol
Just borrowed Durnik. Gone off to Riva to see Garion and his friend. We're taking some old friends with us. Back soon. Talk to the twins if you need help.
Belgarath
I soon found myself looking around for anything breakable to throw. About the only thing that restrained me was having Killane and Ontrose nearby. I took them off to see the twins. They like the twins, but then, so does everybody. After the four of them were settled into a conversation, I went to the Tree and gave vent to some of the more colourful parts of Uncle Beldin's vocabulary. Aside from swear words, all that was running through my head was I can't believe he's done it again. I decided that Killane, Ontrose and I would be going to Riva as soon as we could.