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And I would give all this and heaven too

Characters: Valdis and specific starters with some open
Date: April
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: in headers

And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand deeds of great men and the smallest of gestures
And short shallow gasps

But with all my education I can't seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can't seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all

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It had taken time to move her schedule around, but Valdis had arranged to teach a few classes at Gene’s dojo. Her first class wasn’t for another hour, but she arrived early to scope out the building, watching Zohvin’s class with hidden interest. She knew little about him, but that would need to change if they were working together here. She removed her sword from her belt, resting it against the wall, the red gem going dark as she released it from her grasp. Then she settled against the wall, scrutinizing the forms and teaching methods.

She’d been carrying the strip of cloth with bloody Enochian on it since Hila had woken her. A reminder that there was something else besides Revelations that could stop her, a relief that death wasn’t the only option. Yet the language of the angels could be fought, countered by the darkness, or at least the Void had vehemently insisted that it could be. Since the storm, she hadn’t addressed the murder, the conflict that had arisen from the spell of the Dreaming made certain of that. Valdis knew that Devin suspected, but he had done nothing about it, nor would he. The Sentry might tolerate the Dreamfolk, might use their skills to further investigations and solve crimes, but there would always be a certain level of suspicion. The Dreamfolk she knew would protect each other like family, would solve their problems internally, so the wariness presented by the law couldn’t be called surprising. But she still owed Devin a proper thank you, even if he didn’t expect one, and after weeks of avoiding him, she supposed she should finally express it.

Despite the tines knot being a clear mistake on his part, Valdis couldn’t get the feeling that had accompanied his embarrassment off her mind. She hadn’t felt it from someone since before she had reawoken here. It was soft, subtle, he probably didn’t even recognize it for what it was, but she did, and she didn’t know if she felt anything similar. She had let it simmer, avoiding all contact for several weeks. Too long. He’d have noticed. But she couldn’t rush anything, not when she couldn’t decide if it was safe, or smart. If Valdis knew one thing about Konryu, it was that nothing was permanent, anyone could vanish at any time, even her. Waiting solved nothing.

Valdis took a deep breath, the correct words wouldn’t form in her mind no matter how many scenarios she ran through her head, so there was no point, not that she wouldn’t try. Another breath, then she raised her hand to knock on the door.

It’s late and Valdis has no idea why she came here, Na’lar probably won’t be here this late, but the sounds and the ships have driven her to reach out. Yet she still hadn’t made any moves toward helping her contact figure out the visions or why she felt so on edge. Her secrets would come out eventually, best to contain the matter. But instead of doing anything, Valdis just paced back and forth outside the tower, dreading the next sequence of sounds. With a low growl, she decided to return home. Yet home wasn’t good enough and she soon slipped out again, shifting to roam as a Hound in the darkness. Few would be out this late, so there was little chance of running into anyone, hopefully.

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Zohvin | The Dojo | CW: None

Library | Devin | CW: None

Miles | His Room | CW: None

Open | Alley near the Aisling Tower | CW: None