Date
( 2nd day since Arrival at weaver's den )
* In a botanical Garden, with bushes shaped into insect like creature's, Two sentient Bugs sat across from each other, inside a stone structure with tea steaming at there table. . .
Hunter : " Now. . .Do you understand me now White? that you only have two choices here.
Given Since you already saved one of our kin and already received the weaver's crest you're quite eligible.
To be a citizen and live peacefully as a child in an elders care or. . .become a crimson Guardian's fledgling, and be trained to be one in the future. . .
I'm only Giving you the last choice because Ember, saw something in you, that a guardian should posses. . . and she values it. . ."
While Elder Hunter spoke, his voice filled the air with an aged wisdom, it's been like this since we met. . . me listening to this old bug.
While he filled me in on what I am to there tribe, and what's my purpose.
What I did was well valued by them, they're a simple race after all, atleast for me they only seem simple, they value every single member of there tribe. . . and in there society, they most of all values equally, both there past and feature. . .
but either way, I'm very much touched by there good will, even though the only thing I did was recklessly charging in thinking I could save a child, and even so they immediately saved me, and took care of me here. . . I feel so helpless. . .
I. . .I should give back to this community atleast enough for them to not go to ruin. . .like my old home.
White : " Elder Hunter I. . .
I was cut of
Elder Hunter : " Pls. . . In my eyes You're already one of us, call me uncle. . .
White : " Thank you Uncle Hunter, for everything I just. . . I want to atleast repay what you done for me. . .
Uncle Hunter : " Ha ha hah Kid it's alright you don't need to repay us anything, just don't do anything that'll harm our community.
And that's it, but you can always contribute, and become apart of our home. . . but it's you're choice. . .find me again when you have an answer, you don't have to answer to day or tomorrow. . . Give me one when you're ready.
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After does word's he left me in that tea house. . . thinking over the things he said.
The choices I had. . .I at first I wanted to be stronger and find the weaver's now that I did I'm. . . ( sigh ) I'm still young he's right I should think about it. . .
* Time passed. . .
It's been a year I think? The weavers has there own calendar. . .
I spent a few seasons with them, they don't actually have years, atleast they don't record them as such. . .
they seem to only use a very primitive, way of time keeping, that only records there agriculture, and or special event's.
I took my time, and lived with them having fun with there childrens playing silly games, and studied with them.
and ha ha ha I finally started to learn how to play there version of there violin.
Weirdly enough, they call it a Viola, named after a musically centered Elder, that reinvented there version of music. . .
It sounded pleasant when played like the music you hear when studying or eating at a banquet. . . atleast that's how the traditionalist plays there Viola.
I kinda fell in love with it. . .
? ? ? : " Hey White! Wake up! "
The voice sounded young and female, maybe in her pre teens, if compared to human she's probably around 12 or 11. . .
A young weaver girl Pushed me off of my hanging Bed, and then strung me up using webs, stopping me and inch from falling on the gray stone foundation. . . of my room.
" Damn it's Cecilia ugh I told her to stop waking me up like a mad woman. . . ( Sigh ) she probably just do this to vex me again. . . although she is getting better with her weaves. . .
I hanged there motionless until she pulled me up until where hanging infront of each other, she's upright while I'm . . . well I'm Not. . .
White : " Ha ha hah "
We both laugh because of our childish foolishness.
White : " why. . . do we always end up like this Cecil? it's like we don't share something spacial. "
I said while I grinned, looking at her mockingly playful, with my broken mask only showing my mouth and eyes. . .
Enough for her I think? well I hope atleast.
she smiled slyly while my eyes turned to fear rather than flirty playfulness. . .
" kee. .Thud! .. . . "
Cecelia : " Hm hm he he What foolishness ( sigh ). . . I do love how right sister, is. . .
" tap tap tap. . .
she started walking out of the arched doorway. . . retreating slowly, her now tall teenage body receding, from view.
but before her white hood's tales, left the room, her voice echoed a very familiar, yet young joyful melody. . .
Cecelia : " Sister want's you White, you better not disappoint her~
she said the threat sweetly like she's innocent from any action. . .
White : " Ha ha ha wow I do love, seeing how assertive there woman are, compare to does I know but, then again. . .
( sigh ). . . never mind I shouldn't let sister Ember waiting for too long. "
I Stood up, from the weirdly comfortable and warm Clothed cover stone floor, While I spoke to my shadow. . .
And then 'Binded' my clothes on me. . .
A technique, thought too all young Weaver's to passively increase both there control over there 'soul' and 'thread'. . .
They use this on everything they wore, and especially armor when you're a warrior of the Weaver tribe. . .
Then with a strand of Soul silk, I tied my long hair into a ponytail, less Ember cut it again ( shiver ) now. . . that's! a dreadful memory.
With my long two tailed jacket, a special weave, well tailored to my descriptions, by an apprentice cloth weaver.
to replace the regular set of apprenticeship white robes, they the Elders, and masters give out to all that learns under them.
I'm lucky I met him. . . but unlike those higher in rank than me it's not enchanted. . . yet.
I then moved on and walked through the tapestry inlaid long hallway.
I quicken my pace to Sister Ember's training room to see what she wanted from me this early in the. . . I'm really not really sure if it's morning or not. . .
but still I quicken, and then eventually I reached it the Ember's Crimson Hall. . .
It had a large undoored Entrance, with her seal on its top, the seal was made of an intricate weave of soul silk, that resembles her mask telling everyone that it's her hall.
I went in and saw a familiar sight, an open hall with Windows on it's ceiling, illuminating the entire almost lifeless hall, only my sister Ember sat in meditation in it's center.
surrounded by Soul silk, white glowing threads tied all around her like a laser defence system. . .
That I'm to lazy to cross with nothing but acrobatics. . .And patient.
Too lazy. . .so I used my own to force my way in. . .
Using them to bend the ones, that surrounds her Like a protective web. . .
And then I sat next to the smilling teacher. . .
Ember : " So is that it! my student forcing his self onto his own teacher how obscene. . .
White : " hmmp ( sigh ) what is it sister Ember, that you needed to use Cecelia to wake me knowing how abrasive she is? "
Ember : " Wanting to find her? ha ha ha, what youth's. . . "
White : " You're not exactly that old. . . "
As I said this, I hugged her from her back, her tall yet slim figure, still over shadowing me, even though I'm already about 3 meter tall. . .
Sister Ember : " ( sigh ).. . you're just to much White you know that don't you? you're just to sweet. . .even compare to. . .
she stood up and un-binded the soul silk around us, and recasted it onto herself until it binded to her clothes and body, then she turned towards me. . .
Sister Ember : " ( sigh ) I'll tell you, I'm sure you're hungry, youre usually not this straight with you're words. . .
The Elders have decided to expand you're training, to add me in it to study how to fight as a weaver. . .
Now go, I don't want you to be this moody, when we train, comeback tomorrow. "
Then I felt myself being moved, and then pulled but when I looked back I saw nothing, but when I looked back at my smiling sister, I saw faint weaves of thin silk focusing and then. . . realised.
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Author : Hey guy's and gals here's the weakly update. updating again around tomorrow.