1 Consult the Oracles (B) Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:38 pm
Shakai
D-rank
Visiting ones family could be painful. Shakai pondered on those who would go back home to see their elderly parents and feeling deep sadness as more hairs turned to snow and the laugh lines around their eyes began to cover their entire visage. This was not the case for Shakai though he had barely seen his parents outside their ceremonial suits of armour he knew they would barely look older than himself their skin a perfect alabaster and their hair silver though more akin to shining metal than the chalk white of age.
It was the time of year when the elders would rouse themselves from their slumber in order to impart wisdom upon the world. Shakai had missed this the last 3 years as it scared him somewhat to see what was in store for him when he came to that stage in his life. Lost in his thoughts barely interacting with the outside world as ages passed away on the outside and everyone he knew died with only the spooks, spirits and gods enduring with him though the aeons.
This time he had forced himself to come however and even extended the hand of invitation to other who wished to be shown the way. The elders for all their glacial speed were wise beyond reckoning and could make predictions that were virtually prophetic. This was perhaps the least he could do for the village who had accepted and educated him. Putting back into the community that he had learned so much from.
Shakai leaned against a tree his large frame causing the trunk to groan with the weight. All he needed to do was wait and that came easily to him. Those who wished to learn the future would not be late to such an opportunistic meeting.
It was the time of year when the elders would rouse themselves from their slumber in order to impart wisdom upon the world. Shakai had missed this the last 3 years as it scared him somewhat to see what was in store for him when he came to that stage in his life. Lost in his thoughts barely interacting with the outside world as ages passed away on the outside and everyone he knew died with only the spooks, spirits and gods enduring with him though the aeons.
This time he had forced himself to come however and even extended the hand of invitation to other who wished to be shown the way. The elders for all their glacial speed were wise beyond reckoning and could make predictions that were virtually prophetic. This was perhaps the least he could do for the village who had accepted and educated him. Putting back into the community that he had learned so much from.
Shakai leaned against a tree his large frame causing the trunk to groan with the weight. All he needed to do was wait and that came easily to him. Those who wished to learn the future would not be late to such an opportunistic meeting.