The town center was the oldest
and grayest part of the town, though, even there the buildings were still
colorful with the stone buildings being blue-gray, pink-gray and lavender-gray.
In the center of town, marking the absolute center of the town, was a park area
with a fountain in the center, the fountain led down into an underground grotto
which was currently overflowing with people not unlike the fountain above it. “Looks like it’s connected,”
Ramses said. “I think Mederei said it was
had healing properties.” “That would be the place to
look for the tapestries.” “Mama,” a child whispered
loudly. Why was it when children whispered they yelled? “Why is that man so
brown?” “Shh, honey, he’s probably from
the capital region.” “No, Mama, they’re black, he
isn’t. He’s brown, and scary looking.” The boy, blonde haired and blue eyed
like his mother, was probably from the town. It was said that on the Isle of
Caergwlân, the darkest were those in the capital and from there, they lost
It's really chilly here in Seoul at the moment, so I took advantage of my Christmas present to weave some more cloth. Also, due to it being the end of the school year (Korean schools run from March to February), I'm currently busy with finishing up school, and getting things ready for next year.
All that said, I'm taking a hiatus from Mederei's story until March. Thankfully, I'm not leaving you on a terrible cliff-hanger, though. Posting in January and February will be sporadic as I find the time to write while getting other things done.
For those interested in the weaving, the brownish color has flecks of gold in it, but is a rayon, acrylic mixture. The black is cashmere I received back in Buffalo a couple years back. It's been woven and washed and looks freaking amazing. I think I'll make it into a dress.
Below is a photo from the light show in downtown Seoul. It was beautiful, but cold that night.
“What have you found so
far?" Mederei inquired from the coffee shop near the hotel. They had
finished their meal and wandered over to find coffee and explain what they had
heard. Mithrilanna and Luna, who were still out and about, listened through
their glasses. Mederei had propped her glass up against an empty mug so
everyone could see each other. Well, when Luna wasn't shifting her glass at odd
angles. "Not much, but I happened
to find Thuweni earlier," Luna said. "He said that the prince is here
to save the area from a five-hundred-year disaster. There's also a book about
Damla Isle that Kiango loved as a child. You don't happen to have it, do
you?" Mederei snorted. "Didn't
even know he could read until a couple years ago." Ramses blew out his breath.
"You're being more obnoxious than normal, Medi. What is with the two of
you?" "Life in general,"
Caradoc assured him with a wave of his coffee. He set the mug on …