《The things that carry over. Over and over》Chapter 13: aftertest
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Hmm i'm not really sure about this chapter. Still it can be change one day if needed.
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A young lady sit next to the window. She's cecilia. Her eyes wander trough the windows, Look over all istara academy building complex while A sad frown cover her face. This is the second day since she's been locked here at the tower. Few of her friend died while her best friend, tiara. had been gone missing after the incident.
Cecilia stood up, carefully watch over all her companion that look gloom. While the rest of the people there look gloom. The most devastated by the dead of their friend is the blond boy that sit at the far corner of the room. Cecilia remember him. Michael, The knight trainee third grade, An exceptional one too she think. She sigh, then she walk toward the old teacher that stood before a bookshelf.
"Maester. How long do you think we would be locked here?". Tiara said. Her emerald eyes hold sadness and hope while waiting for the knight instructur answer.
"I dont know miss." The old teacher answer. The words hanging awhile before he continue. "Tell me. What do you know about apocalypse touch."
"A blight maester. Not much reading material offered about that topic. Except from the people story i dont know much" tiara answer.
The oldman pick a book from the shelf. then he move toward a stove fill it with water then strugling to light up a fire. His wound hinder his movement.
"Allow me maester." Tiara move up to help the oldman.
"Thank you younglady" the oldman sigh a tired breath. "Me too have not much knowledge about the apocalypse touch miss. But the headmaster and his team do. about a twenty years research about it. Thats what my wife told me."
The oldman then sit on one of the coach there. Then flip open the book. "From talandris. They spoke a word about a menacing red crystal. Beating with a powerful curse of power...." the old man continue to read the book loud enough for the people in the room to hear.
Tiara continue to listen the oldman and prepare the water. Fill it with tea leaves before present it to the old man
"Thank you my child." The old man took the glass from cecilia. "You know young miss? what room we currently at?" The oldman voice still at the same volume as before.
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"No maester." Cecilia answer and proceed to look arround. The room is comfortably decorated. A fire place and lot of shelf filled with book. Even the stove set from before have a complete set of exotic leaves.
"This is lady agnis personal library. Perhaps. One of the book inside have a clue about apocalypse touch. Anyway reading is much better than sulking away and waiting for another to present the answer." The oldman then took a sip from the tea and continue to read. This time he read it without the loud volume.
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Change to pov from you-guess-who :D
I walk slowly out from the test building. Contemplating a lot of thing. The voice and the vision still repeatly playing on my head.
"Hey jerky. How is it?" I look toward the voice and see tiara right there. Look smirking.
"Eh, dont tell me you fail" tiara then move closer.
"No, it's something else." I sigh.
"Why are you so sad then?" She tilt her head in a questioning gaze.
I look back at her. Wondering what to tell to her. Its just somehow stuck in my throat. The topic is to strange to tell to others. And my state of mind too doesnt even help.
"Come, i'm sure you still doesnt have your breakfast." I can see her make a small step forward while look at me. "Follow me. This way." She's moving on a stone road that lead to the small town outside the academy walls.
I put a smile on my face for her. Then follow her walking between the building. It feels strange to be console by the person that seems as sad as you are. Neverthless a small warm feeling lit up on my chest.
I watch her. Just like this morning, she's start to narating the stories about the small town outside the walls. For a moment the sadness that present last morning go away from her while she occasionally smile and greet few people that passes by.
Tiara says that the town isnt actually fit to be called town. Its just a crowded village. Most of the people here isnt even the local. A lot of them is a researcher which visiting the great library on the campus and traveler that try to move trough the eastern maria mountain pass. Still the town bustling with activity. A lot of eatery and lodging open in the vicinity.
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After few brick building passed tiara stop at a cornermost building. Next to the town park. A wooden sign with a picture of a crossing fork and knife hanging on top of the wall.
"Its my treat okay, but i'm the one that pick the menu. No bargaining." Tiara said to me while open the doors.
"Aunty" tiara said beamingly to the lady which steering a big pot. Then she look at me "Find a seat first. i'll join shortly."
I move along then. toward the seat next to the windows. My eyes wander the park outside. A kid have a beaming face walking hand to hand with his parent. A student with white uniform crouch on the side of the street sketching the town afternoon situation. It looks peacefull.
I sigh, a question about my origin pop up again on my head, along with the faint sound from the vision this morning. I shook my head and switch gaze toward tiara. She's looking at her pouch which look so flat. Then count a coin before present it to the aunty from before then walk to the seat that i choose. I sigh again. waiting shes take her seat.
"Tiara. You dont have to treat me." I said to her with a soft tone. "Although i have no money i have something to barter."
"No, its fine" her cheek turn red somehow "consider its for you saving my life and my friend" when the word friend left her mouth a flash of sadness crosses her eyes.
I look at her. Then said "Now youre sad."
"Nope, we both sad. Hahaha" tiara chuckle. Then we both turn our eyes toward the park. While waiting for the food to delivered.
Thus the day continue peacefully. A while later the food comes. The aunty tease tiara about boyfriend something. While they both busy teasing and denying each other i look at the food. It was a full plate of leaves. But tiara and the aunty correct me by saying that it was a salad. And sure enough it delicious.
After eating we both then back to the academy. Which lead to a visitation to the forging laborarory, alchemy laboratory, And few dozen other laboratory after tiara knows that i still havent decide which dept to chose. It was a fashinating visit. Each laboratory i visit with her is a place where an simple ingot or wood or leaves turn into an intricate instrument or other usefull things. Human wisdom huh. i remember the middleagedman from the test fasility said.
In the end, even after the boy dormitory keeper left the room which i stay right now i still cant decide which dept to take. Then i lay on the bed and decide to call it a day.
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Meanwhile at the central tower and oldman stood on the balcony. A smoke puff from the pipe on his hand. While a white owl stood on his head.
"Is there anything i can help lady agnis?" The oldman says while took another smoke. The owl on his head turn it head toward the newcoming person. It head turn slowly following her movement
"You should stop smoking headmaster." Says the oldlady on the white coat with a yellow lining. She's walk slowly while her staff make a beautifull beat on the marble floor.
"Hahah. It have been 40 years. And you keep spewing that nonsense eachtime we met" the oldman says while take another smoke. "Uh stop with headmaster thing. Use it when i'm on duty."
The lady stop next to the oldman before speak "you know why i'm here magnus."
"Oh the boy. Interesting right?" The oldman lean on the balcony. Before coughing a white smoke.
"No more to add aside from interesting?" The oldlady then take the oldman pipe and throw it away toward the night.
"Interesting from me is a lot you know" the oldman take a sigh before hold his tobaco pouch tighter.
"Very well. Just make sure to keep your eyes on him too" the oldlady took a deep breath before gave a book to the oldman and move back toward the inner hall "dont over do it." She said before her figure vanish from sight.
"More work huh" The oldman then take another spare pipe from his pocket. Then tracing the book he hold. A hard leather cover a strange rune writen using a golden ink adorn the book.
The night then grew deeper and darker.
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