Tallo's Magic
By Saphirerose
~ Thought
" Speech
Warning I am trying to give Tallo's father an accent and I am not sure how well I am doing.
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Chapter 1
~ I can already hear my father yelling about spending too much time lazing about, although my work is done. As he would say, ' Tallo, a real man donna stop atta what must be don', but continues to do all that can'a be don'. How do'ya spect to get marr'ed and raise a fam'y if ya 'tinue this lazy 'hav'or. Idle hands lead to tro'bal. Anda 'yond that no self'specting fa'her gonna marry their dau'ter to anda bring a weakling 'Boy' ( father's favorite saying for methough I am 16 years old.) into a fam'ly.'
Father has tried everything from whippings, more chores, to just about everything to draw my attention back from the clouds and onto the fields, but nothing has worked. Though I would never tell anyone this only father wants me married and a proper man of the village. In this matter I fear my father's rage and the condonement of the church for 'sins'. I feel little for the women of the village as the fact their breast are larger than their brains and false laughter and twittering ways leaves me feeling disgusted. But the true problem is while I dislike the women of the village I find I like them men far too much. Because of this I try to be drawn into the desire of women I find no matter what I try It doesn't work any better than my father's techniques into turning into a man of the field. ~
By Saphirerose
~ Thought
" Speech
Warning I am trying to give Tallo's father an accent and I am not sure how well I am doing.
___________________________
Chapter 1
~ I can already hear my father yelling about spending too much time lazing about, although my work is done. As he would say, ' Tallo, a real man donna stop atta what must be don', but continues to do all that can'a be don'. How do'ya spect to get marr'ed and raise a fam'y if ya 'tinue this lazy 'hav'or. Idle hands lead to tro'bal. Anda 'yond that no self'specting fa'her gonna marry their dau'ter to anda bring a weakling 'Boy' ( father's favorite saying for methough I am 16 years old.) into a fam'ly.'
Father has tried everything from whippings, more chores, to just about everything to draw my attention back from the clouds and onto the fields, but nothing has worked. Though I would never tell anyone this only father wants me married and a proper man of the village. In this matter I fear my father's rage and the condonement of the church for 'sins'. I feel little for the women of the village as the fact their breast are larger than their brains and false laughter and twittering ways leaves me feeling disgusted. But the true problem is while I dislike the women of the village I find I like them men far too much. Because of this I try to be drawn into the desire of women I find no matter what I try It doesn't work any better than my father's techniques into turning into a man of the field. ~