Fill: Challenge 60, WIP original Lemy'es
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tenminutesadayTwo snippets only related because they happen somewhere in the same overarching story. I actually wrote a bit more too, but they're all over the place, editing bits here and there, working to get my hand-written scrawls transferred over to the master document. About ready to print some fresh copy, which is always exciting!
"I don't know what you see in Sray Hillenbohn. She's cold, aloof, I don't think she likes anyone outside her own family, and she has really small breasts."
Tos gave his younger brother a disapproving look. "There's a lot more to a woman than her breasts."
"You didn't hear the rest of it, did you?" The younger countered. "You spend all your energy pining over a woman who won't even call you by your name, Mister Savin." Grekorel(?! name in flux) grimaced as he mimicked a severe, disapproving tone at the end.
"You weren't old enough to remember when they first came." Tos replied. "She was different then, but she's still in there. I see glimmers of it from time to time."
"Do Klamon farm?" Thelus asked as he adjusted the set of the plow.
Sray knew he had been waiting to ask something like that since the start of the term. He had avoided the subject entirely for weeks, it didn't matter to the work to be done or the things he was teaching, but there was the occasional pause and an unspoken question on his face that he would push aside with a shrug or brief shake of his head.
"I can't speak for all Klamon," Sray said, "but the Getier cultivated plants after their manner and kept some herds. They all live close together and tending and harvesting is more of a community endeavor than done by individual families. They don't plow the ground under and plant so densely, but Geteilpohth is not like Ela'yas. It is rocky with very little flat ground and rain comes in sparse seasons and has to be harvested in its own manner. I don't know the Ela'yan word for it, but the water is stored and released as needed to water during dry spells."
"They use irrigation?" He asked, a little surprised.
"If that is what it means, then yes."
"Hm," he grunted as he considered his next words. "Well, I may have to ask more about that, but let's finish getting this field ready."
"I don't know what you see in Sray Hillenbohn. She's cold, aloof, I don't think she likes anyone outside her own family, and she has really small breasts."
Tos gave his younger brother a disapproving look. "There's a lot more to a woman than her breasts."
"You didn't hear the rest of it, did you?" The younger countered. "You spend all your energy pining over a woman who won't even call you by your name, Mister Savin." Grekorel(?! name in flux) grimaced as he mimicked a severe, disapproving tone at the end.
"You weren't old enough to remember when they first came." Tos replied. "She was different then, but she's still in there. I see glimmers of it from time to time."
"Do Klamon farm?" Thelus asked as he adjusted the set of the plow.
Sray knew he had been waiting to ask something like that since the start of the term. He had avoided the subject entirely for weeks, it didn't matter to the work to be done or the things he was teaching, but there was the occasional pause and an unspoken question on his face that he would push aside with a shrug or brief shake of his head.
"I can't speak for all Klamon," Sray said, "but the Getier cultivated plants after their manner and kept some herds. They all live close together and tending and harvesting is more of a community endeavor than done by individual families. They don't plow the ground under and plant so densely, but Geteilpohth is not like Ela'yas. It is rocky with very little flat ground and rain comes in sparse seasons and has to be harvested in its own manner. I don't know the Ela'yan word for it, but the water is stored and released as needed to water during dry spells."
"They use irrigation?" He asked, a little surprised.
"If that is what it means, then yes."
"Hm," he grunted as he considered his next words. "Well, I may have to ask more about that, but let's finish getting this field ready."
