In my last entry I finished by saying that house being quiet is always a problem. I've changed my mind. Aside from one night in the tunnels two nights ago, I have been sleeping exclusively at Stylus, and without the usual round of problematic dreams. I eat alone. I read alone. I write alone. It isn't a problem at all.
If I have a problem, it's with the Black Caste. I believe they think I intend to steal Rio, the Assassin's slave that poses as a white silk. I don't. As I have told her many times, I like my head where it is, and she is just a slave. I don't lose my social standing or my life over women, even beautiful ones.
I had the opportunity at one point to join their ranks, but did not take it because I like not having enforced codes to live by, and I wouldn't lower my caste standing.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Daylight
I've emerged, and I remember now why I have never liked confronting daylight. It's one of the few things I can undermine only so far, before I have to admit defeat. The tunnels were a form of solace, as much as a way to get around the city without being seen, and now I am out of them.
Only a couple of days have past, but much has already happened. The fortune teller came across me at the arena, and using her skills, determined my destiny. Well, at least what my destiny would have been, had I managed to keep to my plan not to make any plans at all that night. It seems her former in-laws are holding her daughter hostage, so I told her to look up Guenther at the Bronze Urt, and to let him know Jacque had sent her. He'll have the child back soon, I'm sure of it. She offered me free readings for the rest of my life, or hers, whichever came first. I was slightly annoyed that everyone always feels I expect payment for whatever kindness I might show. Then again, there was that voice in the back of my head saying I should demand a great deal more than a reading. Instead, I hired her as my cook.
Just last night one of my former pupils found me. She's grown now, and I feel old. I've agreed that when my business is done in Port Cos, I will go with she and a group of friends to Schendi for a visit. I've not been to see Merrick or those of his city in awhile, and it will do me some good I suppose.
I've been keeping an eye out for Ostia, Lilah, and Bonnie, but so far none of them have surfaced. It's not unusual, however, since they all have their own business. Still, Stylus is rather quiet again. That's always a problem.
Only a couple of days have past, but much has already happened. The fortune teller came across me at the arena, and using her skills, determined my destiny. Well, at least what my destiny would have been, had I managed to keep to my plan not to make any plans at all that night. It seems her former in-laws are holding her daughter hostage, so I told her to look up Guenther at the Bronze Urt, and to let him know Jacque had sent her. He'll have the child back soon, I'm sure of it. She offered me free readings for the rest of my life, or hers, whichever came first. I was slightly annoyed that everyone always feels I expect payment for whatever kindness I might show. Then again, there was that voice in the back of my head saying I should demand a great deal more than a reading. Instead, I hired her as my cook.
Just last night one of my former pupils found me. She's grown now, and I feel old. I've agreed that when my business is done in Port Cos, I will go with she and a group of friends to Schendi for a visit. I've not been to see Merrick or those of his city in awhile, and it will do me some good I suppose.
I've been keeping an eye out for Ostia, Lilah, and Bonnie, but so far none of them have surfaced. It's not unusual, however, since they all have their own business. Still, Stylus is rather quiet again. That's always a problem.
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