a lonely song

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a lonely song Aug 22, 2021 21:09:37 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 22, 2021 21:09:37 GMT -7

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when lyra woke up, she actually wasn't that surprised.

she knew this place, after all. all this gray? it could only be that old gray world. in fact, she was a little bit excited. and a little bit nervous. mama mouse had gotten home to her real children. she had taken good care of lyra, but mama mouse needed to be with her family. lyra knew what it was like to be without a mother, after all, and it was pretty scary!

but if lyra was back in the gray world... then maybe mama mouse was too. and that would be a good thing. she stretched, looking around with wide-wide green eyes. she didn't hear anything or see anyone, but that was okay. the first, most logical place to look was the house. lyra was five now, and that was practically all growed up, so she needed to be logical and smart.

the book! she recognized the book. well, kind of. it had been a long time... it had changed some. she had to climb on the lectern and stand partially on top of the book. but if she was careful... no. it didn't open. the one before didn't open, either. once they opened the book, they'd almost be home!

she wandered the rooms. there was a room with a music box. she smiled as she opened the box. the melody filled the room. surely, this would draw people to her, right? like moths to a flame, people came to music.

or at least lyra did. she liked music a lot lot lot, but even if she liked it extra-specially more than everyone else, surely it would attract at least someone. or maybe nobody would come. after all, before, everyone was scattered all over the place. maybe she needed to look for them?

she started to pick at her wings, anxiously. she hopped a bit, pulling her hands through the feathers as she shook out her brown hair. a white feather came loose from the curls, falling down. it went slow. lyra tried to distract herself with it.

anything was better than being alone alone alone alone alone alone alone ~~----~~

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 10:14:27 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 10:14:27 GMT -7

Sound. It was different. Unfamiliar. Strange. But it wasn't angry or dangerous. It didn't threaten or warn. It was more like the rain or a crackling fire. No, it was even more like birdsong. But Folta had never heard a bird like this. He ventured toward the house, following the sound, intent on catching a glimpse of this strange, new bird.

There was a window that had been left ajar. Folta tested it, slid it open cautiously, and climbed through. It was well-lit within, which was a welcome surprise, and he was able to see that there were no threats about. Through a doorway, he spotted a book on a lectern. The lettering on the cover looked golden. It was clearly important and valuable. He made a mental note of its location and pressed forward, toward the sound.

In the room beyond he spotted what must be the singing bird. But, what a strange bird! It was much larger than any bird Folta had ever seen, but smaller than most larger flying creatures. And most perplexing, it had arms like Folta's own! He wasn't able to see much more than this before he had to duck out of sight - the bird was looking his direction and he did not want to disturb it. Its song was very unusual, and he wanted to be sure he'd remember it. As he stepped, though, the floor creaked.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 11:17:24 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 11:17:24 GMT -7

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she waited, a little. waited and waited. she didn't know how long she waited. long enough that she had to wind the music box all over again. was that a very long time or a very short one?

but then - but then! she heard something. she saw a glimpse of someone. she rushed their direction, stumbling towards them. she didn't know who they were, or anything about them, but they were there and that meant she wasn't alone. it was good, to not be alone.

she reached her hands up, looked up at the stranger's face. up, that all-important word.

"up!" she demanded, wiggling her fingers for emphasis. "Please up!"

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 11:32:46 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 11:32:46 GMT -7

"Up?" Folta echoed, perplexed. He'd just managed to avoid jumping out of his skin.

The bird spoke! Not only that, but it had a face that looked like his own. Wait... spoke? Then what bird was still singing in the other room? Folta wanted to look, but he was being challenged by this roused bird with hands outstretched.

He looked up.

This whole place was strange, but he didn't see anything noteworthy above him. Was there danger of a collapse? He remembered the creak. Looking back down at the bird, Folta came to a decision. There was no way a bird would be able to fly out of this strange place, and if there was even a chance that the ceiling would come down on them and crush them, he would never forgive himself for doing nothing.

In a flash, Folta reached down and scooped the bird into his arms. He rounded the corner and looked for the singer. But there was only a small box on the ground. He tried to pick it up, but like the book it was fixed in place. Opening it showed no sign of life, even as the birdsong continued. Grimacing, he abandoned the box, crossed to the nearest open window, shoved it open, and then lowered the bird outside before diving through, himself.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 11:50:30 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 11:50:30 GMT -7

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hmm... this stranger was a little slow, huh? he looked up, which made lyra giggle... but then he picked her up! yay! he fiddled with the music box and tried to take it out of the room, but while he could lift it, it stubbornly stayed within the room. lyra nodded; that was very reasonable, that's how things in the gray world worked.

"it stay," lyra said, nodding again. "that's how gray world works." he didn't look like someone from the before-world, so he had to be new. it was very important lyra helped teach him things.

then he... flung her out a window! lyra let out a little cry, similar to the cry of an eagle. no, not that one - the one from movies is a red tailed hawk! it was much softer than that, and maybe a little squeaky. she sniffed, looking up at him as he climbed out of the window himself, looking betrayed. how could he do that to her?!

"i said please," she sniffled, rubbing at her eyes and trying not to cry. big girls didn't cry. she was almost growed up. she had to be responsible and strong, especially if she was the only one who came here with any idea of how the gray world worked.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 12:03:16 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 12:03:16 GMT -7

Folta landed next to Lyra and looked back at the house. It showed no signs of collapsing, but that might change at any moment. He'd seen cave collapses before, even nearly been caught in one. That was an experience he didn't care to repeat.

"What's singing?" he asked. "I didn't see any bird. I thought it was you, but it was coming from that box. Was there a bird inside? Do we need to rescue it?" He stood up, ready to jump back in through the window if necessary. Not even a bird deserved to get crushed in a cave-in. Folta hunted, but he always tried to kill mercifully.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 12:10:48 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 12:10:48 GMT -7

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"singing...?" lyra blinked, sniffling again as she looked up at him. she frowned. "the music box was playing," she said. she waved her hands around a bit, humming the tune. "it's pretty music. there's no bird. it's just the box." something about gears and wires and things she didn't understand. she didn't really get how they worked. maybe magic.

she rubbed her eyes again. "you threwed me," she told him sulkily. "i just wanted up and i even said please. mama mouse said please is very important." she bowed her head. "i hope mama mouse is okay. still with her babies. glad i'm not alone, though."

she shivered. alone was bad. alone was so, so bad. much better to be with someone mean than to be alone.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 14:37:42 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 14:37:42 GMT -7

The way this bird talked, and the little sobs...

"You're... just a fledgeling, aren't you?" Folta kneeled down and checked for injuries. "Did you get hurt? I'm sorry for being rough. I was afraid there would be a cave-in. I heard something that sounded... bad, and you told me to look up, so I thought-" He paused. This whole place was weird. The outside less so than the inside, but still weird. Folta realized he really didn't know what was going to happen. It made him shiver.

It didn't look like there was any blood. Folta still didn't know what kind of bird he was dealing with, but nothing looked broken.

"I didn't know if we were safe. I'm Folta. Who are you?"

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 14:56:52 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 14:56:52 GMT -7

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lyra nodded at his apology. "it okay," she said. she didn't know what fledgling was, but she could make some good good guesses. and it seemed he was confused and scared. that's okay. that was normal, too, with the gray world. it was very weird here! other people came from strange worlds, but it seemed no-one knew what to make of this one.

"i'm lyra," she said. "i'm five." She spread her fingers out, wiggling them. "i think." she wrinkled her nose then. "i don't 'member when my birthday is, so i haveta guess, and i can't 'member when i was a baby. but i guess i am still pretty young and small, even if i'm almost growed up."

she nodded all sagely, confident in her words. she didn't appear to be injured, just a little bruised, and she didn't mind bruises. although, on close inspection, folta could see that she had some old scars and scraps. nothing worrisome, but it was clear the little bird hadn't necessarily had an easy youth.

"the gray world works weird," she said. "i was here before, with mama mouse. i can teach you 'bout it. we gotta open the book, and then we can all go home. there's gonna be other people, too. we'll see them soon." she beamed at him. "we could be the first people to arrive, or we could have just ended up in a different spot from them. people come at aaalll times and in aaallll kindsa places. that's the gray world." she rubbed her eyes, standing up.

"an' i didn't tell you to look up," she added. "i asked to be carried. up, please!" she giggled, reaching up at folta again, seemingly recovered from being thrown.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 16:07:47 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 23, 2021 16:07:47 GMT -7

He sat up gasping for air, sweat covering his skin, he looked down at his shaking hands. Taking a few seconds to gulp in oxygen he put his hands on his head, feeling his hair, his head hurt and his body ached to run. It was just a nightmare, thank goodness, it was just a nightmare... He looked around, he was sitting in a strange bed, in a strange house of some sort? He looked around and put his feet out of the bed, he was clothed, so it wasn't a drunken mistake... wait was that something he had done before? He couldn't quite remember. Where was he? He stood up and looked out the window... everything here seemed so lifeless, so grey. Was he dead?

As Aenon stared at the window he noticed how heavy and oppressive the air felt here. That was funny, considering where he... wait where did he come from again? His brain was filled with as much fog as this place, he couldn't remember things, he closed his eyes for a second before shaking his head, focus, but it was to no avail. He took a deep breath, it would be okay, but first thing was first, he had to get out of this empty room. He pulled his scarf tighter around his mouth and neck and walked out of the room.

The song of the music box hit him in the face, the melody soft and familiar like a long ago lullaby he once had sang... or had sung to him? He didn't have time to think about that as his feet instantly started towards the source of the noise. The notes were lovely and seemingly the only thing of life here. Yet... if something was making music didn't that mean that there had to be someone around to start that music? "Hello?" he called out as he crept closer and closer towards the start of the music. He noticed that not even the blue light of his lure seemed to pierce through the sheer grey of everything. He came across the music box and stared at it for a few seconds, relishing in its noise before he looked about the room.

He noticed the open window and heard the sounds of voices talking to one another, he approached the window cautiously and then stuck his head out and down looking at the other two.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 16:15:52 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 16:15:52 GMT -7

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as lyra was talking to folta, she noticed a sound. she perked up a bit, smiling already. that was a hello! "oh, someone else has arrived!" she cried happily.

a few minutes later, and there was a new face out of the window. he had a pretty blue orb dangling from a strand by his hair. she tilted her eyes at it, wide-wide and curious as she smiled, trotting right up to.

"hi!" she said happily, waving at him. "Up, please!" and with a new person and her attentions on him, lyra reached out in hopes she would be picked up.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 16:24:17 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 16:24:17 GMT -7

At first, Folta's reaction to the new voice was simply to crouch defensively and swivel his head, looking for the source of danger. He'd been trying to process everything he'd just been told and was definitely not prepared for a new development.

Where was his bow? Or spear?

When Lyra moved back toward the house, though, some parental instinct kicked in and he moved too. At first, he thought to simply put himself between the fledgeling and danger. But, well, up!

How old was this fledgeling? Five years? So young! So vulnerable... He wrapped his arms around their torso and lifted, gently this time, but urgently, and pulled his leg back to shift the added weight and put his body in a position to both defend and attack. He finally spotted the figure through the window and scowled in its general direction.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 16:49:32 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 23, 2021 16:49:32 GMT -7

Aenon took a deep breathing seeing the small winged child first then noticed the person behind them. In one graceful movement, he pushed his legs out and then the rest of his frame, but instead of jumping down he sat in the window frame. He was large,larger than both of these below him. He decided though he didn't want to fight so he put both of his sleeveless arms into his hoodie's pocket. He looked up at them two piercing blue eyes staring at the two of them in a mixture of mild surprise and relief... he wasn't here alone.

He moved his head up and the lure on the end of his head started to glow it's warm, calming blue light, washing the area around him in sort of a calm mood. He smiled from underneath his scarf which obscured most of his face. "Hello there," he said trying to appear as non-threatening as possible to the larger one. "By chance, do any of you know where the heck this place is exactly?"

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 16:57:07 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 23, 2021 16:57:07 GMT -7

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ope! and up lyra went, only by folta instead of the newest stranger. she giggled, but soon shifted so that she was resting on his hip, arms around his neck and wings spread behind her. she made sure to not cause too much trouble, wanting him to be able to move and stuff. if she was very good, she got carried more. that made sense.

soon, of course, the question of 'where are we' came about. "it's the gray world," lyra said. she shrugged. "it's very weird. if we open the book, we can go home." she pointed in the direction of that room.

the stranger was very very tall. he was trying to be all gentle and soft, too, cuz folta was anxious. lyra didn't make folta anxious, though. maybe it was because she was little. maybe it was because she was a bird! or, er, a bird-thing. lyra knew what other birds looked like and they didn't look like her, not one bit. and mama mouse said she didn't look like birds from there either. but she looked a little bit like her old mama! she could barely recall the woman, but she knew that her old mama was brown-feathered like she was, and a li'l bit human-looking.

"i'm lyra," she added. "i'm five." once more, she held out all five fingers, smiling and unafraid, despite folta's nervousness.

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a lonely song Aug 23, 2021 19:12:17 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 23, 2021 19:12:17 GMT -7

Folta relaxed just a bit. Another strange one. This one looked distinctly... fishlike. Though, again, was unlike any fish Folta had seen before... He thought. Had he seen many fish? He couldn't recall.

All the same, he kept a healthy distance and held on to Lyra, keeping his torso between this stranger and the fledgling.

"I don't remember how I got here," he admitted, shaking his head. "It doesn't look like anywhere I've hunted before. And it's... strange. Even the sky."

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 8:17:33 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 24, 2021 8:17:33 GMT -7

"Five? Well your nearly grown aren't you?" He said a smile in his voice. She was small and probably very vulnerable, poor thing, to be stuck in such a miserable place. He looked at Folta and noticed him calming down. He stayed in his spot in the window though, just to make sure he didn't incite anymore caution. He looked up as Folta mentioned the sky, he stared at the endless grey sky... it was nicer than what he had remembered... wait what did he remember? He hesitated for a moment, then looked back to the others.

"I don't remember how I got here either, I do however remember my name, which is Aenon, and yours?" he asked looking towards the other two.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 11:40:40 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 24, 2021 11:40:40 GMT -7

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aenon was his name, and he called her nearly grown. she beamed at him and nodded. "i told you my name," she said. "this is folta. we just met, cuz we're in the gray world now." she nodded for emphasis.

then she frowned, looking at her fingers, tilting her head slightly. she hummed one of mama mouse's lullabies, trying to remember more. it was very important she remembered as much as she could, about the gray world before. "if we go into the fog," she said, singing in the same notes as the lullaby, "we can go different places. but go too far, and it becomes dangerous."

she beamed, all bright and proud, at her two new friends. she remembered! she was being helpful and useful. that meant she wouldn't be left alone.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 12:10:56 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 24, 2021 12:10:56 GMT -7

"Clever fledgeling. Did you learn that from Mama Mouse?" Folta paused a moment. Something bizarre occurred to him. "Is Mama Mouse actually a mouse?"

So Lyra knew enough not to get lost in low visibility. Folta hoped she also knew not to fly in the fog either. He looked around. The fog was thick. Not the thickest he'd ever been in, but it still somehow felt wrong. It wasn't anything he could put his finger on. Just a feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Well, it was still just fog. Folta considered having a look around. He could use the house as a landmark and get his bearings despite the low visibility. This place was weird, but interesting. And he wanted to see more.

What to do about this stranger, though...

Casually, he took a few more steps away from the window and to the side, giving Aenon more than enough room to come out of the house if he so chose.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 12:26:11 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 24, 2021 12:26:11 GMT -7

Aenon took the cue and hopped out of his spot sitting on the window sill and instead stood next to Folta. He hummed to himself and looked in the fog and then back at the house then to Lyra. "Do you know how to get back if we need to?" He asked softly. He was still making sure things were calm around them. He also looked around the grounds of the house. "Also if more people show up will they be coming from the house or..?" He kinda let that question hang in the air as he looked about.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 13:41:03 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 24, 2021 13:41:03 GMT -7

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"they came aaalll over last time," lyra said. her voice dropped the melody as she answered questions to the best of her ability. "you just think 'bout where you wanna go, and then you go there." she smiled, but then it quickly morphed into a frown. "i don't 'member all the places, though. i know this house is no good for living in, and there's other places to stay instead. better places. like... a..." she frowned, squinted. "a tree? yeah. there's a tree house. big tree with rooms inside!"

she smiled again. "of course mama mouse is a mouse, it's in her name, silly. she came from a world with sunny the... she wasn't a cat. she was a big cat? with spots." lyra gestured in hopes of expressing herself better. "yeah. aunt sunny and mama mouse were friends. trees could talk in their world!" she was happy to impart the information she remembered. mama mouse had told her a lot of stories, and aunt sunny had as well.

danae had told her some stories, too. danae and blair had been friends, hadn't they? but then everyone started fighting. they were all mean to each other, all afraid of and angry at each other...

lyra shook her head. no use crying over the past. this time, she was five. she was almost growed up. she'd make sure that nobody fought this time. it'd be really helpful if she could remember how to make the book open, though. but she couldn't.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 14:40:50 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 24, 2021 14:40:50 GMT -7

Folta grinned. The things hatchlings said.

Still holding on to Lyra, he casually started moving away from the house. There was no hurry. He kept Aenon in his peripheral vision and simply wandered, taking in as much of the terrain as he could. Adept at making mental maps of places, Folta had explored before. He'd get a lay of the land and either find his way home or the means to survive.

"A big cat with spots," he asked. "Maybe Aunt Sunny is a leopard?"

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 15:05:44 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 24, 2021 15:05:44 GMT -7

Aenon followed the two, crossing his arms behind his head and following. He let his mind wonder, if this was another world where was everyone? How did they get here? Who brought them here? The only one who seemed to know anything was the child. He stared at her intently, wondering if she was all she appeared.

"You've been here before?" he asked softly looking around. "Do you remember anything that could be helpful at all? Like who brought us here and why?" he asked but as he drifted in the fog he thought, it wasn't that he really cared one way or another, it was more, pure unfiltered curiosity than anything else.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 15:14:37 GMT -7

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Post by Kunabee on Aug 24, 2021 15:14:37 GMT -7

As the group of three travels through the fog, Folta does his best to keep track of where they are at or what is happening. However, despite walking in a straight line, he suddenly gets the impression that they've turned completely around. No, wait - they've just turned left? No... right?

As he's trying to figure this out, a large house appears before the trio. It's about three stories, and very large and sprawling. It could almost be called a mansion or an estate. The architectural style is very American-suburban, with a couple of very 2020s-era quirks here and there.

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 15:17:50 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 24, 2021 15:17:50 GMT -7

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"leopard... yeah! aunt sunny's a leopard," lyra says with confidence. "aunt sunny was very sad sometimes. mama mouse, too. mama mouse was sad cuz she missed her children. aunt sunny never told me why, but she also told me she didn't have any children, so i dunno why she was sad."

at aenon's questions, she scrunched up her face. "i don't think it's anyone who brought us here. i don't think we got brought here at all. we just got..." she trailed off, looking up, and then points at the building in front of us.

she beams. "it's a house! it looks different than the one i 'member, and it's not the treehouse - which is better - but it's a house!" she bounces a bit in folta's arms. "i was focusing so hard on the tree house, but at least we got to a house. which is good."

looking at folta very seriously, lyra simply states, "i'm hungry."

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 18:35:04 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 24, 2021 18:35:04 GMT -7

By now, Folta's heart was pounding. How could he get so lost in the fog?!? He hadn't been that disoriented since... well, not in a very long time.

"This is not fun," he said, an edge of panic in his voice. "I want to get out of this fog. I need out of this fog!"

He picked out the direction that looked most likely to lead uphill and started hiking, ignoring the house entirely. Certainly, if only he could get to high enough elevation, he could get above the fog and get an idea of where he was. He could get above the fog, and clear his head. It was the fog making him lose his way. He needed to breathe clear air!

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 18:46:58 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 24, 2021 18:46:58 GMT -7

Aenon put a hand on Folta's shoulder, bringing the boy to a stop for a second. "Breathe," he said calmly. "We can look for a place with higher elevation here in a moment, for now lets get inside the house and see if we can get the little one something to eat," he said in a soft tone and looked at Folta with kind eyes. "We all need to keep our head clear, but we also need to stay calm, and sense Lyra knows this place, she's our priority. So lets get her some food and then worry about other things okay?" He asked and began to steer the trio back towards the house.

Truth was he was also starting to get thirsty, and drying out here in the fog would make him just about useless to them. So he needed to get supply, in addition if they were to get lost in this fog in a panic, with no food or water it could end up a matter of days out there. He looked up at the grey sky for a second, and who knew how time passed in this strange world?

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 22:58:24 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 24, 2021 22:58:24 GMT -7

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folta... moved away from the house. she whined, reaching out for it. "tha's dangerous," she said, squirming a bit. "don't wander aimlessly in the fog. you get lost." thankfully, aenon reached out to stop him, encouraging him to stay.

"yeah! the house is safe," lyra said, still flailing for it. "an' i'm hungry!" she huffed, squirming a bit. her wings flailed out, smacking both folta and aenon in the face. they were bigger than she was, after all, and grew with her - one day, once she learned, she'd be able to fly. she could still glide as it was. most of the time, when she got dropped or thrown, she just glided instead. folta had taken her by surprise.

"we can look for more places. there's..." she frowned, trying to think. trying to remember. "amber hill!" she beamed with pride. "issa hill. and it's gold, not gray." she smiled happily. "it's pretty. but i wanna eat first." that said, she pulled her wings back in, adjusting once more.

however, should folta keep trying to move away from the house, she was not afraid to smack him with her wings some more!

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a lonely song Aug 24, 2021 23:11:59 GMT -7

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Post by Folta Rimidalve on Aug 24, 2021 23:11:59 GMT -7

"Ack!" Folta cried out. A hand on his shoulder and wings in his face were not what he needed just now. He whirled on Aenon, spinning free of his hand.

Every bone, muscle, and sinew in his body wanted to run for high ground. Wanted to sprint away and lose Aenon in the mists. Wanted to get to fresh air, a good vantage, and a step closer to being armed. Lyra, though...

As much as he needed to run, to be away from everyone and all these weird houses and boxes and books that didn't open, he couldn't put Lyra down. It went against everything he knew, everything he held dear to abandon a hatchling.

"Fine!" he almost shouted. He took a breath and tried again, quieter, but he couldn't hide the venom in his voice. "Fine... We'll go to the house." Folta tromped toward the structure, looking for an opening, inspecting the windows.

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a lonely song Aug 25, 2021 5:16:32 GMT -7

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Post by Aenon on Aug 25, 2021 5:16:32 GMT -7

Aenon raised both hands as Folta spun and didn't say anything, instead smiling under his scarf and as Folta turned and walked towards the house, behind his back, Aenon made a silly face at Lyra, to get her to laugh for a second, this was a strange and stressful situation but the child need not be upset while the adults squabble. He then walked up to the house, and watched the strange boy looking in the windows, he stood by the doorway for a second his arms crossed and leaning against the door he watched Folta stumble to find an opening.

"Folta, I believe I may have found something to aid us," he said with a mock cheerful voice, once he had secured the boy's attention he continued. "It's a marvelous invention, I believe it's been around sense people have been making houses, it's called," he gripped the doorknob and slowly, dramatically opened the door. "A door!"

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a lonely song Aug 25, 2021 12:40:34 GMT -7

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Post by Lyra on Aug 25, 2021 12:40:34 GMT -7

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ohhh, folta was upset. "the house is safe," lyra said firmly. "it is!" she frowned a bit, unsure how to convey the concept to folta. the house was safe and had food and would be a good place to stay. "if we go through the fog without a goal, we'll get lost. scary things happen." she trembled a bit at the memory, burying her head into folta's neck.

so she missed aenon's funny face. but she didn't miss his antics with the door. she giggled at it, smiling, back to her happy self. "yeah folta, doors are useful!" she cheered. "to the kitchen!"

she pointed happily, like a captain. then she had a thought.

"wait... do either of you know how to cook?"

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