Interesting day
Aug. 24th, 2003 01:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deliriumcrowSo. We moved a piano today, That was fun, in a rather warm, heavy sort of way, and resulted in me getitng to play a little after the fact. The thing is amazingly in decent tune, despite needing to have one of the keys fixed so it doesn't play the note immediately above it. Irritating, that. And then we sort of played Badminton in the yard, which I havne't done in any aspect since high school gym when I was 16. And I finished the embroidery, mostly, on the new gown. It looks lovely, and will be truly done shortly. Just have to add the yellow bits, and do the whole thing around the cuffs. That won't take long at all, though.
And we went to Camp TriMount. Source of ever so amny stories and legends, and home to many spirits. I don't so muc meet them tonight as was observed by them, but I heard the wind, and oh how it called and questioned, and tried to bear me away. And foolish girl, I would have gone willingly. I wanted to fly tonight, and those were the winds that carried souls away. The stars were close enough to touch tonight, so dense one could walk on them. So very many of them.... And stil the wind was alive, unholy wind, wind of portent....But of what? Apples said there was a Thing on the top of the mountain, of malevolent intent, that could smell us, and could have killed us all where we stood. Things watched, fairy lights bloomed, the light flickered in the area, while the quality of the sky remained unchanged. We had no light of our own, just the stars, so it shouldn't ahve changed so much like that. And the wind trying to guess my name, pulling secrets from my hair, and my skirt. Trying to discover what I am and what I can do, and why I would walk the dark without fear with two men it has met before. (Two whom it seems to have shaped, and who shaped it in turn) It's a feral place, more than wild. It's kept nicely wilderness, but that much contact with humanity does corrupt the Wild a bit. They tend to have a familiar feel. This was definately more like a feral cat, a thing that has returned to the Wild with greater ferocity than any wild thing ever felt. This was like the woods in Hadley, though less bloodthirsty. Less hateful.
But it appears to have grown late, and I am tired. I heard something scream outside my window, and when I went to investigate, there was nothing.
And we went to Camp TriMount. Source of ever so amny stories and legends, and home to many spirits. I don't so muc meet them tonight as was observed by them, but I heard the wind, and oh how it called and questioned, and tried to bear me away. And foolish girl, I would have gone willingly. I wanted to fly tonight, and those were the winds that carried souls away. The stars were close enough to touch tonight, so dense one could walk on them. So very many of them.... And stil the wind was alive, unholy wind, wind of portent....But of what? Apples said there was a Thing on the top of the mountain, of malevolent intent, that could smell us, and could have killed us all where we stood. Things watched, fairy lights bloomed, the light flickered in the area, while the quality of the sky remained unchanged. We had no light of our own, just the stars, so it shouldn't ahve changed so much like that. And the wind trying to guess my name, pulling secrets from my hair, and my skirt. Trying to discover what I am and what I can do, and why I would walk the dark without fear with two men it has met before. (Two whom it seems to have shaped, and who shaped it in turn) It's a feral place, more than wild. It's kept nicely wilderness, but that much contact with humanity does corrupt the Wild a bit. They tend to have a familiar feel. This was definately more like a feral cat, a thing that has returned to the Wild with greater ferocity than any wild thing ever felt. This was like the woods in Hadley, though less bloodthirsty. Less hateful.
But it appears to have grown late, and I am tired. I heard something scream outside my window, and when I went to investigate, there was nothing.
