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Akibel Mowar is on his way home from the blacksmith's when he spots it. People are shrieking and fleeing from it, which seems reasonable, as it's a fuckoff huge snake with a mirror for a face. A big mirror.
Kib can't so much flee. He can shriek - he can lurch in the direction of the nearest house and try the door - it's locked. He can amble briskly...
He can break into a run when the snake gains on him and fall flat on his face.
And he can get eaten up.
And it's too bright too bright too bright and he flings his arm over his eyes.
secondchance
secondchance
Believe me I am completely taken aback and displeased about discovering that anyone is telepathic!
secondchance
I think I'm lost, really really lost. Is there a way to - make sure you only get what I want to say, or something -
secondchance
I don't know how to do that because none of the people I have ever met before and there have been some were telepathic how do I do that please.
I've, ah, never taught it, I don't have kids - I expect someone's written it down, or we could ask people -
secondchance
I'm not going to be able to read your language, I only know the common, but I would like to learn this skill immediately if at all possible.
So she walks across the street to someone who is lying out in the sunlight drawing and says 'do you know how to teach the osanwë distinction to this very confused man I have just met who either doesn't remember it or doesn't know it?" and the person who's been drawing in the sunlight comes over and explains.
secondchance
Okay that's - straightforward, sort of. No obvious analogy comes to mind, maybe he can just do it by brute force, thoughts are private thoughts are private unless he damn well says so. Or he'll make something up, if it needs to hang on a metaphor.
Am I still leaking?
Am I still leaking?
secondchance
Fuck. Um.
Well, he decided he trusted all his co-prentices not to read his notebooks but if he hadn't he'd have had to make up a cipher? But he doesn't actually have one, it won't be natural to think in it.
He could put private thoughts in Harthanic.
Except he doesn't speak Harthanic he just had a really vivid dream that he could. That she could, rather.
...He will make public thoughts out of shines and private ones out of shades? He tries that, licks blood off his lip and meditates on it for a minute, then: Now?
Well, he decided he trusted all his co-prentices not to read his notebooks but if he hadn't he'd have had to make up a cipher? But he doesn't actually have one, it won't be natural to think in it.
He could put private thoughts in Harthanic.
Except he doesn't speak Harthanic he just had a really vivid dream that he could. That she could, rather.
...He will make public thoughts out of shines and private ones out of shades? He tries that, licks blood off his lip and meditates on it for a minute, then: Now?
secondchance
If I practice several times a day will it come faster? Shines and shades and shines and shades and shines and shades.
secondchance
Not... exactly like me, but I guess more like me than like you? Round ears and not so tall and so on?
And short hair. They don't comment on that, because you can't just comment on someone's mutilated hair like that.
We will have to ask the Valar about humans. I have never heard of them. Well. Welcome to Tirion.
We will have to ask the Valar about humans. I have never heard of them. Well. Welcome to Tirion.
She gestures expansively at the extremely white extremely bright glowing city around them. In the Blessed Realm.
secondchance
Do you happen to know the name for Arda, or the Blessed Realm, or Tirion, in any other languages?