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The Age of Wonder Part 2 - A Skeksis Fic“Now, you must stay close to me, you recall?”
SkeSept, as he had been dubbed from the shred of memory he’d clung to since his birth, stared at the Illustrator in continued puzzlement. But she supposed she was alright with it – she’d repeated that several times and it wasn’t unlike dealing with a podling. A rather smart, tall one that SkekEkt had yet to bundle into full robes.
The garments the boy had on would do, for now, they all supposed. He’d gone without any carapace or collar, but seemed to like his baggy sleeves. With his hair neatly (and rather painfully) pulled back into braids, he appeared far tidier indeed. But SkekLa couldn’t help but hide a smile as she sat at her desk, quill in hand. Without a mane, the little thing looked rather silly.
She supposed he’d grow one. How fascinating.
Noticing how intently he was watching her, the Illustrator smiled softly and, instead of begging a project, instead traced a very simple sket
Rainthe tiny drops of the ancient rain
on my face
my wrinkles strighten, the skin tensing
the suns hitting me with their beams
the liquid eternity
the gardens of delights
the vast planes of green and red
the rain comes again, cleansing the
sorrow and pain
how long I waited for the ancient rain?
the three suns roar as they reborn
the planet bends under the gale
it's so huge
the creatures of life
rise the heads
to taste the ancient rain
and bathe in its blows
the lost parchement escapes my hands
with my long life written on it
... which starts again
The Nature of LoveBecause her hand was touching him in a way noone ever did...
Warm, inviting and soft, was deliverance from struggles of daily work and power plays. Warm and soft, was bringing him ease. Heat. Love.
"Why you chose me?" was her sudden question, when they were laying in the dark, in one of the secluded and not used chambers left after the lost skeksis. SkekLi, it was his chamber. Now noone ever looked here and they could express their affection in any way they wanted.
That question made him rise his one brow as he kept squeezing her palm, which was laying on his chest, circling delicately with its talons over his coarse skin texture.
"Whyh I choshe... yhou...?"
"Why you chose me? You told me you felt that long before you courted. And you know that I felt that to you since the beginning... how you chose the right time and way to love me?"
That was important question. She never asked him why he waited. And honestly, he was not sure himself. Something was parting them for whole seven h
The Gossip - Part 4 LASTSkekSo was waiting in the throne room rather impatiently, knowing that Chamberlain will come, none the less.
That stupid worm always had been coming, whatever he wished from him, and he tried to ruffle his feathers in the right way, all the time. It has been amusing him to no end.
To render this skeksis, filled with expactation and power hunger, to the whining puppy of his whim.
He looked at the entrance with ferocious pride.
Now, he will destroy this friendship between these two fools, Chamberlain and General. They were too close for his tastes and if he does it right, they will hate each other, till the Conjunction and after.
SkekShod arrived and said in that infuriating way that SkekSil is coming.
Now he will break his last bond with this fool General.
No. Not last.
The last will be thorn by themselves, when they meet next time.
His grin became voracious.
SkekSil entered the Throne room minding to be angled by the light of the shinestone lamps which flanked the doorway, so his si
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