Thanjen ber Nabjedden (
wind_on_my_face) wrote in
glowfic2016-06-29 04:35 pm
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Return to sender. Please.
Sure, flight is faster and more generally applicable, but being right next to the ground and going this fast is its own thing to be enjoyed.
Some object darker than the expanse of salt catches Thanjen's eye.
It's worth removing obstacles, whether they're lost things, litter, or natural. He slows down and turns back to get a closer look at it.
Some object darker than the expanse of salt catches Thanjen's eye.
It's worth removing obstacles, whether they're lost things, litter, or natural. He slows down and turns back to get a closer look at it.

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He tries the dioramas again.
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“Thanjen.”
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She goes up to a map that looks like it represents a city, and points out their building on that. Then she names the city. Then she points out the city on the country-scale map next to that one, names the country, and points it out in turn on the third, continent-scale map; it's the wiggly peninsula on the far right. None of these locations look or sound familiar.
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(Discussing this will require more words.)
Then turns to Lirieth and repeats the “leaving” gesture. (Though it's probably not actually relevant any more.)
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He follows along.
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It's a weird city. For one thing, there's a bright blue column of light visible in the distance, rising from behind the skyline to compete on equal footing with the warm afternoon sun. For another thing, there's something subtly weird about the architecture. Lots of stone.
This might be a good moment to note that since the moment he got here, Thanjen has not seen anyone directly manipulating any matter other than their own bodies.
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He turns away from the window and says, "We will need more words for all of this," along with pointing at the two of them, his mouth, and everything else that's there to be pointed at.
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Lirieth leads him down the windowed hall, and a few more halls after that, and then up a short flight of stairs into a room with one stone wall and three made almost entirely of glass. The light of the sun and the mysterious blue glow shine in on an amazing variety of potted plants in all sizes, shapes, and colours, including several respectably medium-sized trees.
Amid all this greenery, a woman wearing a red halter-top dress sits and tends to a mysterious object. The woman is three feet tall and has wings like a dragonfly's. The mysterious object is a wooden pedestal with glowing green vapours circling unnaturally around it.
Lirieth greets the winged woman, and the winged woman looks up from braiding smoke to smile at Thanjen while Lirieth introduces him and presumably explains his situation.
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