Daemon plot, morning (open)
When I wake up I feel odd. For one horrible moment I wonder if I'm changed again. I find that the answer is yes, but... it is not like before. I am drawn upward.
Before anything else, I feed Olore. He was more than patient with my other self, somehow knowing that it wasn't me yet being past irritated just the same. I can't really blame him for that and I've been making it up to him as best I can.
As soon as that is done, I finish dressing and go out into the hall, to the stairwell, and up. The higher I go the less anxious I am, and when I step out onto the roof I feel like I belong there.
Then I see her and I just know.
"Feawil?"*
She nods at my call. We are... the same. But how can this creature be part of me? She is so glorious, an eagle that stands eye to eye with me. It is not quite as the great eagles of the stories, but this is no ordinary bird--not in size or anything else. She cannot come inside with me, being too large. I tell her that I will go downstairs as quickly as I can and meet her outside again. I think I will be camping in one of the caves for a time.
*Feawil is Quenya for (roughly) fea=spirit + wilya=air. There are several words for air. Names for the eagles are in both Quenya and Sindarin, making it even more confusing to try and find one. Ripped off from Feanor (roughly spirit of fire with nare as fire.)
Meet him outside. He's wearing clothing from home today, it just seeming the thing to do. She's a golden-style eagle and will probably be a few yards away, except when Faramir sits. She'll be behind him.
Before anything else, I feed Olore. He was more than patient with my other self, somehow knowing that it wasn't me yet being past irritated just the same. I can't really blame him for that and I've been making it up to him as best I can.
As soon as that is done, I finish dressing and go out into the hall, to the stairwell, and up. The higher I go the less anxious I am, and when I step out onto the roof I feel like I belong there.
Then I see her and I just know.
"Feawil?"*
She nods at my call. We are... the same. But how can this creature be part of me? She is so glorious, an eagle that stands eye to eye with me. It is not quite as the great eagles of the stories, but this is no ordinary bird--not in size or anything else. She cannot come inside with me, being too large. I tell her that I will go downstairs as quickly as I can and meet her outside again. I think I will be camping in one of the caves for a time.
*Feawil is Quenya for (roughly) fea=spirit + wilya=air. There are several words for air. Names for the eagles are in both Quenya and Sindarin, making it even more confusing to try and find one. Ripped off from Feanor (roughly spirit of fire with nare as fire.)
Meet him outside. He's wearing clothing from home today, it just seeming the thing to do. She's a golden-style eagle and will probably be a few yards away, except when Faramir sits. She'll be behind him.