83rd day of travel
Chronicle of Sely, daughter of Tossyllia.
A lot of things happened today. I saved my first human!!! Of course, he is different from what I imagined...
He is a beautiful boy, his name is Endya, and he is also nice. But he's a liar and a coward and he's also clumsy.
However, thanks to him I arrived at my father's house. In reality, I don't know if he lied to me, but I want to give him a few days of trust. Ultimately there is no rush.
Some guys (other humans!) took him away and I was left alone.
I explored the area and the house. Dad is like Mom from this point of view: he lives very frugally and surrounds himself only with tools to practice the sciences and arts.
Who knows what kind of man he is!!! I'm excited.
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Having placed the magical device in the bag, and updated her travel history, Sely decides to go to bed. It is now dusk and nothing has happened during the afternoon.
Dad won't be offended if his daughter gets into the mattress.
No… I just hope he recognizes me… Hmm…
Caught up in that worry, Sely looks for something to write with.
She could use her black shard, she writes the diary in it after all, but she is sure that the magical energy would run out before its time. At night, without solar energy, even the component that channels magical energy – recharging the device – is unusable.
Toslevi, fortunately, is an alchemist who takes a lot of notes. The tables full of cards are proof of this. To write he uses an iron awl, dipped in a smelly mixture.
Probably the one he prepares in the saucepan…
Having discovered this, Sely writes a short note and leaves it on her bag – at the entrance.
This way he will immediately realize that someone is there and, taking the bag, he will see my ticket! Hehe!
Once the problem was solved, when she went to bed in the dark room, Sely struggled to sleep.
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It's been a long time since she left home. Eighty-three days is not a few days. It's the first time she's slept indoors since then. By now she has gotten used to the stars, the clouds, and the moon.
At least it's warmer here, come on I have to sleep!!!
But falling asleep is difficult, so the girl gets up and takes her blanket.
She leaves the building and collapses next to the door, on the lawn, in the moonlight. The sound of the sea below immediately becomes a relaxing lull and after a while…
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“A demihuman?”
A light pressure on her shoulder wakes Sely.
“Hgn-Waah…” she yawns.
“You are a demihuman, look at those thick antennas…”
Instinctively the antennas move, trying not to be touched.
“Oooh” the man pulls back.
When Sely opens her eyes, she sees him. The moonlight outlines his contours, his beard, and his long dark hair.
He has a long tunic and carries two bags over his shoulder, a backpack, and a necklace that hangs on his belly.
“WAH!”
As soon as she realizes the situation, she finds herself in, pinned against the wall, the girl gets scared and jumps to the side. Her hand immediately goes to the holster but, being in her blanket, she gets wrapped up and trips.
“Ouch, ouch…” she wrinkles her nose as she pulls onto her.
“Ahahah, AHAHAH” the man bursts into loud laughter.
"Hey! I hurt myself, ouch..."
“Hahaha, yes, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you! It's just that it's rare to find demihumans sleeping in front of your house.”
“Well, the bed is uncomfortable. I couldn't sleep" Sely's response is piqued, but she understands what the man is telling her.
Endya ran away, he said those things... men and demihumans don't often cross paths…
“The bed? Did you happen to come in?”
“Yes, I had permission.”
“Ah, and let's hear it, did the landlord give you permission?” the man's voice is difficult to decipher. Sely understands that he is serious, but playful at the same time.
Well, at least he's not senselessly afraid of me… maybe just Endya is weird.
After all, mom would have warned me.
“No, not the landlord. Not him. He was his student, Endya. He has different colored eyes” Sely points to her eyes with her index fingers. Unfortunately, in the moonlight it is difficult to see well and does not understand the expression of the interlocutor.
“Oh, do you know Endya?”
“Yeah, well, not really. This morning I met him coming here, on the plateau, I saved him from a goatmantis.”
“Hmm.”
A moment of silence falls. The man bowed his head, massaging his beard.
“That fool…”
“Huh?”
“Nothing,” the man raises his head and extends his hand to Sely. “Please, come in. I don't have much, I'm sure you've seen, but I will offer you hospitality. Tell me your name.”
I will offer you hospitality! So…
So…
The heart beats faster, and Sely feels a wave of enthusiasm pervading her.
So, this is Dad.
“I'm Sely and I have to tell you a dark story, Dad.”