Third thought chapter, up! It's pretty short though, I seem to have had her ramble on anout Raevin a bit. ::ducks::
Disclaimer: Do not own anything by Eidos. You know the drill, I own Ally, Raevin, Vogel, and Ectoplasm.
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So strange… so strange indeed.
Vogel, what a strange bird. A raven, but a very smart one. He talks. I've never seen or heard a bird talk before, except when a merchant came to Durikyn during a festival we were having. He had a blue and red bird with a large beak and very long tail. It talk, repeated words, even appeared to hold a conversation with its owner, the merchant. He called it a 'parrot'. Vogel is a raven, though. Glossy black feathers, piercing eyes, sharp tongue. He talked to me, told me that Raevin needed a horse and wagon. Ectoplasm refused to pull the wagon, so I had to get a different horse. But that bird is very amusing. He managed to get a piece of food off some string Raevin had tied to a branch. He really is clever.
Ectoplasm… strange horse. He's dead… I think. He's a ghost. He's never dirty, or wet, or hot, or cold, he's never tired, hungry, thirsty, or sore. He seems to be able to read Raevin's thoughts; he does whatever she needs or wants him to, and I can never see her issuing the commands with her body. They can move as one, as is said about a true horse and rider. He will stand watch at night with Vogel while Raevin and I sleep. He will let Raevin sleep leaning against him while he lays on the ground. I have been told horses sleep standing and laying, I suppose it depends on the horse.
Charles and Anna… they seemed to treat Raevin as they would their own child or grandchild. They brought her back to health, from what they told me. They found her in a field, dressed in strange clothing. Ectoplasm was with her. They bandaged her wound, fed her, and gave her water. The next day or so, she was able to walk around with the help of a staff. Raevin and I took them out of Durikyn before the Dumahim got there. They love her dearly, I can tell they do. I never knew my parents, they left me in the forest when I was a girl. I lived with the forest tribe before I found my way to Durikyn, where I stayed with the innkeepers and worked for them in the tavern, inn, and barn. Charles and Anna gave Raevin new clothes, which I must admit they look good on her. White leather, with black designs. The shirt has short sleeves, unlike the regular shirts everyone else wears, and it's made of cotton. She wields her sword with considerable skill. She always seems hesitant to use it, though, sometimes even appears to feel off balance. And her ability to use her lance is incredible.
Oh my, I'm rambling on again. I suppose I could talk about Raevin for a long time. We met in the barn, where the village kept the horses. We talked a bit, I told her where I got my scar. I suggested she name Ectoplasm, who didn't have a name at the time. When she picked 'Ectoplasm', I asked what it was. She didn't seem annoyed that she had to explain it. In fact, her eyes and features seemed to light up when she told me. Ectoplasm… it's what makes up a ghost or wraith or spirit of some sort. I had not known that, I thought they were images the mind made up to explain something the person could feel and sense but not see.
I… I seem to find her attractive. Girls are not supposed to feel like that about one another. Those who do are shunned by their community, sometimes prosecuted. Sometimes, though, they find happiness… it's rare though. I think I want to find this happiness with Raevin. She has the most beautiful blue-green eyes I have ever seen. They seem to change color though, from blue to green to a blend, then back again. The marks on her arm and shoulder… they look strange. Foreign. The glass shard around her neck cut her and gave them to her, but I haven't found a cut or blood. The glass itself seems to have lost its black color and appears to be the color of white flour now. I don't know what it did to her, but I know that it hurt her. I wish I had been able to stop it……………