The World may abandon you but Nuada will not…

yep i'm still alive!

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Elf took about an hour to finish his food. Mom kept up a steady chatter. She was so curious of everything they did and what the reasons were. I hoped he would not be embarrassed. I need not have fretted, my Nuada handled everything smoothly. He personally was fond of the spunky human mother, as he nicknamed her mentally. She was genuinely interested in us. It was a new level for me, as my mum was not very accepting of them at first.

After this day, I received a new letter from him. Wow I've always loved letters.

Dear Laira,

Really happy to see you! (smilie) I enjoyed our special family time. Merci.

It's true, the Narnian effect is a good metaphor coin phrase for the utopian world. Often, I had the concept that life was unjust. Balance never seems to come, and I ran out of patience. Hence I don't believe any power above, or below, is helping us. We're all struggling. Even the fae who seem to be wiser.

Finally the favor has tilted to mine. Haha. Regarding pookas, actually I've never seen what they eat. The one that spoke to me was not eating, looked like a starved animal. But I'm not sure how it looked like, has been many years. They have two genders, and can be either one at its transformation. Some appear to be cloaked in shadow. They are not Light nor dark. Hm, dying to talk to one? Not a good idea. It's considered a bad omen, ionuin. Please don't meet a pooka.

I was thinking you feel inadequate. I understand. Sometimes we lack in some areas yet compensate with other areas. As I speak, envy was a vice for me. I do not usually feel that way. Had a friend who did not do well in physical training, nor was he intelligent. And yet we admired him. He also felt inferior to us, could not fight, nor think on his feet. However his gift was acting, spontaneity. I'm sure one day we would watch him direct a play or a movie. He used to make us laugh. Joe seems to be a younger self of this friend. Truthfully I wish I could be more generous, more artistic. Religious people are able to see beyond such needs huh? Once I watched a priest decline a reward for exorcising a village.

I doubt he was sincere. I hate humans especially those I don't know. Finding out his background, the priest led a simple life, only wanted to save others. Most of us don't think beyond people we know right? I was worried that things would change between us. It's a deep fear I have.

Thank you for the unexpected gift. I had told you I cannot accept free gifts. But I shall take this one, haha. I recall how hard you will argue over favor exchange and being flexible right? I'm afraid I cannot always be flexible. Still, if I reject you will get angry right?

I am principled when it comes to favors of the heart. Oh yes, you have not told me what you enjoy in friendship? Will it be a long list?

Mine are sincerity, equality of status. I try hard to understand the other point of view and make my friend happy. I was always a loner. Sorry for repeating. In this case, loner is 'real' for me. I don't need companions or feel sad alone. If not, I would not have survived in exile for 300 years. I see, yes if a person has been invited to many parties, should not be like me. Hmm maybe it is a perception.

From this book, I got to know more about Taurans. They are very slow in gait. I guess their need to improve constantly without rushing forward helps them to be very good artists. Wonder what Uriel and Salem are, haha. Too bad we don't keep records of our birthdays. They are sociable and merry, like Gemini, or Sagittarius? Which are more stubborn. I seldom read magazines, but was intrigued by the pictures.

I smell some coffee in the air. Someone brought food to share. Shall hear from you soon, okay?

Hugs (new expression) Nuada

We talked on close terms. Nuada displayed much experience and calm at my annoyance and indignance. He would tell me, think rationally, it's all right if they think so. What is your decision? Coupled with soulful ambers, that don't change color unlike some crazy people who feel elves' should be blue only, melodious bass, I relaxed. When not mad, the prince could be the mentor of calm, serenity… Haha. "Read this. She thinks oh when your eyes are gold means angry. Blue is actual color. Let me see." I went closeup.

Nuada chuckled. "Hmm I would be shocked if my eyes changed. Damn funny! If I blink…" He tried it and peeked in the mirror. "No. Not special enough to do that. Not all of us have that color."

He scoffed that the story should be a comedy. I laughed till my stomach hurt. "Nuada, if possible would you like to make your eyes change? Grey or green? I think both match."

He declined, looking through my special shades of purple. "I doubt so. Ambers are good enough. Will not change. Neither do I want to, may be made a show of."

A new companion Seras came in. Nuada introduced her, she was a diplomat of the Leferin clan. Her voice was loud. "Can ask her, she is an expert on behavior of elf kind." I laughed. Seras also had amber eyes, but dark hair, cropped short. She was not as waif like but more fleshed out, and her face was round.

"Really? Oh Nuada!"

He shrugged and waved. "Yes no problem. I will add in." Seras talked about clan divisions. Each elf who has kin is from a race. Nuada and his sis are in the Twilight clan and look like that typically. Salem's is the foraoise domhain glas characterized by tanned skin and green eyes. Our gift is the attitude of being the noble royalty! I'm from a subclan of his, so we know each other." Seras joked, teeth white.

"What!" prince sat up ramrod straight and glared. "Hey I will add in. don't listen to her. We have a mix of gifts, animal telepathy, plants, melee, resilience. Not arrogance." Though he was grumpy the woman chuckled. He heaved a sigh. They bickered in foreign language mode, haha. Then he gave her a friendly nudge. "We played together. This one is a tomboy. She trains as a warrior, do you?"

Seras smiled. "True. I'm more lazy though and love to study. Laira do you love him? He's ugly." Nuada scowled. I was too breathless to speak. "Yep so many scars."

Prince snorted. "Better now, they have faded off." I was not jealous. They were simply buddies, soulmates don't change. Indeed, I should write it down. I massaged him when she left. He was content.

Connected always

Occasionally I was not immune to being left out from friendships or I wanted to wall myself up.

I had just placed that in words but our connection was not always simple to define. I shrugged and conjured an ice cold world, everything was crystalline and I wore a pale shift. Icicles hung from my earlobes. I was a pale person, elfin untouchable. This is my dream image….

My friend was clad entirely in scarlet, except his hair and boots. He had given up the notion of public recognition, so why this? Scarlet, red is the color of royalty in the faekind. He crossed the steps onto a bridge that raised itself from the vines to connect to my island. His blond hair was fiery gold, brilliantly and he reached me clasping against himself.

I gasped. My eyes must have become big! This has never happened before! I stepped back. Nuada smiled freely, not the condescending nor the fierce warrior smile. He was silent. But we are not asleep now…

Yes…it is a kind of trance. Dreamwalking. How do I look? I can't see. He frowned and queried.

Different! I reached out to touch him, he was cool just like me. I never see you in red yet now it is, and no blacks. Not even your lips and eyes..

Nuada chuckled, his hair flowing brilliantly around his figure. Longer than in real life… the loneliness and solitude is not mine alone. Although we were only here at this moment, I belonged at least to Them. Ionuin you're all pale white. As if sick.

Haha I feel fine. Thank you. In my heart I was not racing, and my pulse was calm. In this place between realms, spirits had no emotions completely- detached I suppose. Nuada and I embraced. The snow was relentless and cutting. Gradually the chill reduced, inside me was flame and warmth.

We walked past, or rather floated past the lake which had melted into water. An expanse of liquid filled with multiple colors. Then we stepped in, hand in hand. Shall we? I asked before we sank down….

Fire and water? I had been sitting crosslegged, ouch pins! I rubbed my feet. Prince had leaned against the bed, seated upright. He yawned wide. "Did you?" we said together.

"I remember. I don't wear red." After a pause when I described how the place was and he listened, he added, "Do not feel that way…. I was so lonely too. Before. If all the world were to turn its back, I won't. I promise."

"Yea. Some people forget but you have the long memories," I whispered. Then I yelped, more cramping. Nuada rose stiffly and sat on the bed. He moved his legs.

"We should lie down next time before doing that. This is painful. Come, stand up." Elf taught me how to reduce the cramping and also a kind of candy that has healing qualities.

"Umhm. Thanks so much. I used to dream of that when I got abandoned. Why do people do that?"

"Hollow. I'm sure some aren't, but hollowness happens. And it's constantly changing. Leprechaun and pooka are." He joked.