29 Fire Bird (2/2)
”It's more up tp you than me, but I wuld say yes. End of the world is not really something to take lightly.I also think…” Nelda looked into the gryphos rould grey-gold eyes and lost her train of thought for a moment.
[If love makes fools of us all, what does it do to someone who is already a fool?]
”You think?”SmithGuild prompted.
”I do try.” Nelda slipped won off the log to sit next to SmithGuild.”I think I need to go back alone and I need to stay there.If, as you say, the prophecies are inclined to come true—that seemed the best way to prevent a cataclysm. In the meantime it would be wise to try to learn more about it.If at all possible to see it or a faithful copy of it.”
”I… you don't know that leaving would solve the matter.It might even cause the predicted outcome.”
”We have to apply logic to the situation. It shows two humans, so the less humans you have knocking around the place, the less likely this sequence of events is to occur.”[Oh god, am I going to cry?]
Nelda looked for something to distract her mind before she started ugly crying in fron of everyone. Just a few days of galavanting with mythical beats who mostly don't hate me, has shown how completely empty 'real' life had become.A job, a condo, a ficus plant—[and I think I was killing the ficus plant, most of its leaves had fallen off. Which does suggest I shouldn't be left in charge of the fate of an entire world.]
BugleHead jogged past with a teeting Jasper perched on one horn and a small cask in his arms.[Where did he get that from?]
SmithGuild winced, still a bit sensitive about the nudity issue.
”If that happens,” Nelda said.”I need to ask you the favor of helping the satyrs get back home, assuming that's still what they want to do. And, for what its worth, you may find it easier to get used to them as they are than to get them to change.” An old ethology lesso floated ot the surface of her mind. ”It's easier to get use to thing that may be annoying when you realise they are harmless.”
BugleHead trip and the opened cask fell and splashed into the fire.It immediately caught fire in a ripple flashing back to the cask.”Oh no, the booze!”
HoneyBeard had to hold him back from trying to pat out the flaming liquid with his hands.
”Mostly harmless,” Nelda amended.”And they mean well.”
”They mean well in relation to you,” SmithGuild said.”I am not entirely sure what the big one would do if you suddenly vanished.”
”HoneyBeard is good people.I'll explain it to him.And if I do end up going back, stay on the alert for another rhuman.The prophecy show two of us.And we can be more dangerous than we seem. The satyrs are solid allies, you could do worse than encouraging them to stay around.”
BugleHead, now adorned with a Jaspe on each horn, turned to argue with HoneyBeard, his horse-like tail caught fire.Always the quick thinking Honeybeard grappled him prompt to the sea and threw him into the water.There arose a cacophonous and outraged screethc from one satyr and two phonexis.
”Yiu have to admit,”Nelda said.”They keep things interesting.”