《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 69
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This morning I asked Tiddol what she was doing with Par yesterday. She had a very mixed reaction, one part embarrassed, one part confused, and one part running off to ask Mest something.
She came back a couple minutes later and proceeded to ask me what I knew about where babies came from. I knew that under normal conditions at least, there had to be two creatures, but not much else. I then proceeded to have one of the longest lectures of my life, one that left both Tiddol and me blushing and embarrassed. Apparently what she was doing was having sex, which is how children are normally created. When I asked why they were trying to make a child she said ‘we weren't, it just feels good. Besides, I don’t think it would be possible for the two of us t have a child.’ I’m not entirely sure I understood everything, like the various ways for creatures of different species to have children, but that at least doesn’t seem too important to me, at least not now.
When I asked her about when those feelings would start she said this. ‘It varies from species to species, with longer living ones going through puberty, what it's called when those things start to happen, later than others. For example, Gnomes like myself usually live to be around seventy at most, so we go through puberty at around age ten. I had to ask Mest earlier to confirm, but there has never been a case of a sprite dying from old age, so they go through puberty a bit later, between fifteen and sixteen.’
I don’t really know how to feel about this. For one thing, I’m a little scared, my body is going to change rapidly soon, and I have no idea when it will start. It sounds like it will hurt. On the other hand, a lot of those changes sound exciting, both the sprite I have known with adult bodies have been very pretty, I'm excited to be just as pretty. Sex also sounds exciting!
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Other than that eye-opening experience the baby birds are finally able to fly away. The parents left soon after, taking their song and dance routines with them. I was sad to see them go, but they seemed happy so it’s not all bad.
Anyway, I have a lot to process today, so Good Night Diary.
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