Genesis 050
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Narti is boycotting LJ or LJ is boycotting her, so I'm posting this =3
--- Title~ Myth
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Both mine
Notes~ Genesis 050. Tsaythi names are easy to make up on the spot. Throw two or three random letters together, et voila =D
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Lynnlita pulled her shoes off and hitched up her long skirts, determined to wear them even in the face of the ridiculously plain Tsaythi garb around her. She liked to look her best, and she couldn’t do that in what was essentially a bed-sheet with a hole cut out of the middle. It just wasn’t right.
She picked her way down the beach, avoiding any potentially pointy objects that would cut into her feet. When she got to the water’s edge, she dipped in one toe experimentally, then stepped into the calmly lapping waves, wriggling her toes into the sand as the water curled itself around her ankles and washed some of the sand away.
“Life would be so much easier if you opted for more practical clothing, Lynnlita.”
‘Practical,’ the plain, boring word that drove all Tsaythi life.
She turned her head around, skirts still bundled in her arms, to look back at the Tsaythi prince. There was literally nothing that set him apart from any other Tsaythi: he was just as dark as the rest of them, his white hair was cropped just as short and bound with the same off-white bandana, he wore the same sheet-with-hole, and even his hands bore the same sailor-induced calluses as everyone else in the kingdom.
“Ah, but Zu, why would Lynnlita wish for life to be easy, when it can be so much more beautiful?”
The older boy sighed and folded his arms, but wandered down the beach to stand beside Lynnlita anyway.
Lynnlita squinted out at the glittering sea, dotted with a myriad of boring Tsaythi sails. “Does Tsayth have mermaids?” she asked hopefully.
Zu blinked and turned to face her. “Well that was out of the blue. And no, we don’t.”
Lynnlita sighed and slumped her shoulders slightly. She wasn’t in the least surprised. “Lynnlita would have thought that if Tsayth was going to adopt any of Llayad’s myths, mermaids would be one of them.”
“Why would we wish to adopt the myth of a woman who’s been half-eaten by a fish?” the prince wanted to know, “How is she supposed to reproduce?”
Lynnlita shrugged helplessly, knowing already that there was no way of getting the ever-practical Tsaythi to accept anything remotely impossible. She had to try, in any case. “In the same manner as other fish, Lynnlita would imagine. But that isn’t the point of mythical creatures. They’re supposed to add colour to a people’s lives and imaginations, bring hope when there might otherwise be none.”
Zu laughed derisively, as though he was in conversation with a small child, not a foreign princess. “What hope is a fish-woman going to give me?”
Lynnlita turned her face back out to sea, closing her eyes and smiling as the gentle breeze blew back her hair. “They appear when a ship sinks, and carry the crew back to land.”
“Mhmm… How do you know they’re not the ones who cause the ships to sink?”
Lynnlita shook her head. “Tsaythis…” she muttered.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Both mine
Notes~ Genesis 050. Tsaythi names are easy to make up on the spot. Throw two or three random letters together, et voila =D
Lynnlita pulled her shoes off and hitched up her long skirts, determined to wear them even in the face of the ridiculously plain Tsaythi garb around her. She liked to look her best, and she couldn’t do that in what was essentially a bed-sheet with a hole cut out of the middle. It just wasn’t right.
She picked her way down the beach, avoiding any potentially pointy objects that would cut into her feet. When she got to the water’s edge, she dipped in one toe experimentally, then stepped into the calmly lapping waves, wriggling her toes into the sand as the water curled itself around her ankles and washed some of the sand away.
“Life would be so much easier if you opted for more practical clothing, Lynnlita.”
‘Practical,’ the plain, boring word that drove all Tsaythi life.
She turned her head around, skirts still bundled in her arms, to look back at the Tsaythi prince. There was literally nothing that set him apart from any other Tsaythi: he was just as dark as the rest of them, his white hair was cropped just as short and bound with the same off-white bandana, he wore the same sheet-with-hole, and even his hands bore the same sailor-induced calluses as everyone else in the kingdom.
“Ah, but Zu, why would Lynnlita wish for life to be easy, when it can be so much more beautiful?”
The older boy sighed and folded his arms, but wandered down the beach to stand beside Lynnlita anyway.
Lynnlita squinted out at the glittering sea, dotted with a myriad of boring Tsaythi sails. “Does Tsayth have mermaids?” she asked hopefully.
Zu blinked and turned to face her. “Well that was out of the blue. And no, we don’t.”
Lynnlita sighed and slumped her shoulders slightly. She wasn’t in the least surprised. “Lynnlita would have thought that if Tsayth was going to adopt any of Llayad’s myths, mermaids would be one of them.”
“Why would we wish to adopt the myth of a woman who’s been half-eaten by a fish?” the prince wanted to know, “How is she supposed to reproduce?”
Lynnlita shrugged helplessly, knowing already that there was no way of getting the ever-practical Tsaythi to accept anything remotely impossible. She had to try, in any case. “In the same manner as other fish, Lynnlita would imagine. But that isn’t the point of mythical creatures. They’re supposed to add colour to a people’s lives and imaginations, bring hope when there might otherwise be none.”
Zu laughed derisively, as though he was in conversation with a small child, not a foreign princess. “What hope is a fish-woman going to give me?”
Lynnlita turned her face back out to sea, closing her eyes and smiling as the gentle breeze blew back her hair. “They appear when a ship sinks, and carry the crew back to land.”
“Mhmm… How do you know they’re not the ones who cause the ships to sink?”
Lynnlita shook her head. “Tsaythis…” she muttered.
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Date: 2006-01-23 06:47 am (UTC)Yes, taht's my only comment XD But I liked the ficcu =3
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Date: 2006-01-23 06:54 am (UTC)