《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 56-58
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Day 56
Today we continued teaching the soon to be not-nameless sprite language. And she is improving faster and faster, she should be conversation level by tomorrow. It made me sad actually, it made me think of how my father taught me how to read and write.
The young sprite is playful, as I would imagine any child would be. She also seems to mature very quickly, almost like her mind is trying to catch up to her body.
Before lunch the sprite got hurt, I’m not sure what happened but she came to me with a cut up forearm. I actually managed to heal her, based on what Mest told me before I must have really wanted to heal the wound. I even managed to gain a small amount of insight on healing, I should be able to do some minor healing in the future. I doubt I could save a stranger's’ life, but maybe the life of a friend.
I am going to stop here for a moment because I think I came up with a great name for her. I’ll be back after consulting with the others.
Yup, it’s official, we will be calling her Willow from now on. Mest complained a little, saying that it was a pine tree she came out of, not a willow tree. Pretty much everyone else liked it, even Willow herself.
Other than that not much happened. The baby birds are starting to grow their adult feathers, within the next week or so they should be old enough to fly away.
I should go to sleep now, so good night diary.
Day 57
Today I was finally able to get a fully formed, relatively well-articulated sentence out of willow. It was ‘why are your tits so small’ to Tiddol. I then watched as Tiddol beat Mest into the dirt as he laughed, screaming something about it being worth it.
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I spent most of the rest of the day answering any questions Willow could have. Like why trees are a thing, that one was almost word for word. I seriously had no answer for that, I had never considered that question before.
Other notable questions were, where did I come from, which was pretty easy to answer, what are all these ugly green things running around, again pretty easy, and countless what is that questions.
All in all, it was pretty amusing, and she seemed to be learning quickly which made it more satisfying. By the end of the day, she was asking questions like ‘what is the meaning of life’ and other philosophical things like that. I tried to encourage her asking questions like that, though I couldn’t help her find an answer.
I even got a question of my own answered. I asked if she felt nervous leaving the grove, but no she was completely fine with it. She would run and play with ‘the creepy green things’ as she called them, though I saw Par keeping a close eye on them to make sure they didn’t try anything.
That was pretty much all that happened today, so good night diary.
Day 58
Today I taught Willow how to feed the trees her mana. And she didn't do very well at it, she described it almost like she was incompatible with them. As Mest is our resident magic expert we decided to take it up with him.
According to him, Willow is not a forest sprite. He thinks she is likely a wind sprite, and as such is much better at absorbing ambient mana, but not so good at making bonds with plants.
This seemed to get her excited, she wanted to control the wind. It took some convincing, but eventually he conceded saying ‘it's better than letting her accidentally damage something.’
I saw Tiddol talking to Par today. That wasn't out of the ordinary, but he seemed almost embarrassed and shy about it, which I thought was weird.
And that's pretty much it for today, so goodnight diary
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