Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Broken Ones

Chapter 1:3 -Ana

Waking up the next morning was not a pleasant thing. Soi’s body was sore and ached all over. But he got up and ate what little there was to eat in his kitchen, for breakfast. Bread with butter and a glass of milk, an apple and soon he was out of the door with a robe on his arm and steered his steps to the Fair Lady, the place of the mayor’s residence and where Ana was lodged. It was still early in the morning and the sun shone over the rooftops of the houses. In the west Soi saw clouds gathering and he estimated that due midday the rain would be pouring down in Sofara. He arrived at the pub where the mayor and Ana sat at the breakfast table. There was a slight difference between their two plates. The mayor’s was full of sausages, bacon and egg, fried tomatoes and a bowl with porridge with cooked pears and a cup with coffee. Ana’s breakfast consisted of an apple and a glass of water. Soi sat down beside Ana and gave her a confounded look. She returned it with an irritated stare and she rose from her chair.
-I will attend to the matter we discussed last night.
She left the two men to stare at her empty chair and walked, perfectly straight, out of the pub.
The mayor made a little cough and Soi turned his attention to man opposite him.
-You know what to do, was all the mayor said accompanied with a meaningful look.
-Yes, sir.
Soi rose from his chair as well and put on the robe and slipped out of the pub to follow Ana. He didn’t need to follow her tracks to know where she was going so he took a short-cut to the Black Eye and arrived before her. He sat down in a corner and ordered a whiskey. He sipped it while eyeing the crowd in the pub. Although the early morning they were all drunks or soon to be. Soi had heard from the guards that there had been a bar fight last night in the rough part of the town and by the look of it the Black Eye had been the scene of the fight. There were broken chairs, a crushed table, and some of the, what Soi knew were, regulars had their share of black eyes so the pub’s name hadn’t been picked out of the blue. Soi lowered his head when he recognised Ana’s cloak covered figure walking into the bar and straight to the bar disk. She called on the bar owner and when he came up to her, she grabbed him by the collar and looked him deep into the eye. The bar man jerked away from her as if he had been hit and shook his head desperately. His shrill voice carried through the room and it was obvious that he was scared of Ana.
-No, no, it’s not here. Someone got it last night. I swear! Ana, you know me, if I had known I would have…
-Keep your excuses, Ana hissed threateningly -Now, describe the collector.
She released his collar and he relaxed a bit.
-I didn’t see him. There was a fight last night and when I’d got it under control the box was gone.
-Do you remember the customers from last night, before the fight? Any odd ones that usually don’t come here. Anyone with a visible injury.
The last part of the sentence was barely audibly. Soi decided to move closer to the two.
-Perhaps, there was this man, he was here all day yesterday, from early morning till the evening.
-He was here when I got my box?
-Yes.
-Where did he sit then?
The bar man pointed in Soi’s direction.
-Over there.
-So, close enough to hear our conversation, Ana stated.
-I don’t know, suppose it is close enough.
-But after the fight he’d disappeared and so had the box.
-Yes, that’s correct.
-Do you know what’s in it?
-No! Of course not, why would I…
Ana placed one of her hands on the old man’s cheek and instantly the man’s eyes opened wide with fear.
-Now, I thought we were through with all the lying, Ana said coldly. –Tell, me, the, truth.
-I, I… I saw your necklace… and in the oth…other box there was a…, the man leaned in closer and whispered in Ana’s ear.
Ana withdraw her hand fast and turned her back on the man and walked away.
-Soi! She called. -Come on!
Soi admitted his discovery and followed her out of the pub.
-So, did you hear our conversation?
-Yes, mam.
There was no need to deny it.
-Then so did the man from the yesterday.
-Do you think he’s still in town?
-He’s long gone.
They walked along the harbour on their way back to the Fair Lady and the rain begun to sprinkle down on them.
-More over, you are terrible of disguising your self. Did you think I wouldn’t recognise you?
-I am not so used to cover myself as you are. Why do you hide your self?
-Not that it is any of your business, I simply prefer to go unnoticed through the towns.
-Do you travel a lot?
She narrowed her eyes and didn’t answer. But the silence didn’t last long as they arrived at the pub. They made their way up to the mayor’s office on the second floor. Ana went in without knocking and stumbled upon a private meeting between the mayor and one of the waitresses of the Fair Lady. The waitress run out of the room and Soi looked after the girl with a surprised expression. Ana slide down in one of the chairs and put up her limp leg on a small stool with a sigh.
-Knocking is the polite thing to do.
The mayor watched Ana with a grim expression.
-And miss out of all the fun? She replied with half a yawn. –The package’s gone. Was a bar fight last night and the box was gone after that.
The mayor sank deeper into his large armchair and his face filled with wrinkles.
-Well, that was sad news upon a sunny morning.
-It raining, sir, Soi put in.
The mayor sighed deeper and looked out through the window.
-So it is. At least it’s lunch soon, I’ve heard that there will be honey soaked ribs.

The rain was pouring as always and Ana and Soi was stuck inside the Lady. Days had passed since their investigation and the rain had perpetually been showering down the streets of Sofara since then. Ana sat by one of the windows facing the main street, her eyes gazing the people passing by. Soi was positioned in an uncomfortable wooden chair with his legs lazily strewn on another chair some steps away from Ana. He rested his head on his knuckles and watched Ana in silence. This was how their days had passed. Sitting in silence, awaiting the next meal and watching the rain. Suddenly Ana took her eyes off the view of the street and lay her eyes on Soi instead. Uncomfortable by her persistent gaze he moves nervously and stare back at her. But she remains indifferently gazing. After a moment his patience run out.
-What?!
-Does it always rain this much, Ana asked and rested her cheek in the palm of her hand, looking bored at Soi.
-Yes, he answered grumpily. –It’s always like this by the sea.
-It’s tedious.
-There’s nothing much I can do about it.
Ana sighed deeply.
-What would you do if I wasn’t here?
-What?
-What do you normally do on days like this, when you’re not bothering other people’s lives?
-I would practice.
-We’ve done that already. Something else?
-Take care of my horse, perhaps.
Ana sat up straight.
-You have a horse?
-Yes.
-Let’s see the animal then.
She rose from her position and gave Soi the sign to lead the way. They wandered through the streets back to the stabled were Soi’s horse stood. It was a ordinary brown mare. Soon Soi was all busy caring for his horse and Ana sat on a stool and watched him in boredom.
-I hate horses, she said after awhile.
It was the first time she shared something of her personal life. Soi stopped brushing his mare for a moment, dwelling on the decision of actually carry on a conversation which could make them hate each other. He decided that he was already in deep enough water that is was remarkable that she’d slipped him the opportunity to inquire about her life and ask questions, which she obviously didn’t liked to be. He took a chance.
-Why?
-Well, they have four legs to start with. If they lose one leg it doesn’t really bother them. They can still run faster than a human.
-So?
-So, a human has two legs.
Ana held up two fingers to demonstrate, as if he was slow.
-Yes, he played along.
-If we lose one leg, we have only one leg left.
She poked her bad leg with her staff.
-You can still walk.
Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
-I wouldn’t call my dragging my leg in the mud leaving a trail behind me, walking. And those who really are missing a leg, the way they move forward, skipping like a rabbit or a frog, would you call that walking?
-No, of course not, Soi answered her, but added with a hushed voice. –I would call that making progress.
Ana’s eyes were still narrow slits.
-Anyway, having four legs are a luxury. And that they can run even without the fourth is just unfair. I have never been able to walk properly and I sure can’t run.
She glowered at his mare who innocently chewed her hay. Soi watched Ana’s jealousy and thought silently that she could at least fight. Better than most people.
-You can’t ride, that’s it! That’s why you don’t like horses.
For a moment Ana was startled with surprise that he had found her out. But she caught herself.
-For the second, they smell, she said trying to cover up her revealed secret and got up.
-But…, Soi was about to ask another question but wondered if it was so wise.
-What!
Ana was clearly annoyed to be hold up by another of his stupid and seemingly endless stream of questions.
-But how did you get here if you didn’t ride? The other towns are miles away.
Her deep from lightened a little.
-I walked, she said blank.
-All alone? Soi was astonished.
-No, I had a guard the first few days.
-What happened to him?
-Oh, he died, she smiled at Soi mockingly. –I don’t know why they keep pushing these guards on me, they all end up dead anyway and slow me down. The only good thing this one did was cooking me dinner. Not so good at guarding, though they assured me he was the best, but so they always do.
She left Soi to a hideous realisation. If he was to leave the safety of Sofara as Ana’s guard he was as good as dead.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Katter, garn och vantar!

Jag har en katt i knät. Detta är inget ovanligt, så fort jag sätter mig i datastolen kommer en katt springande och med ett stort hopp så sitter hon plötsligt i mitt knä. Det finns ett citat som går ungefär så här: "Den bästa platsen i huset ligger katten redan på." Jag antar att denna lilla katt tycker att jag är bästa platsen i huset, i alla fall när jag sitter i datastolen för där blir jag ju sittande ett bra tag.

Vilda poserar med mina vantar

Har upptäckt lyckan med alla bloggar om stickandet och virkandets konst och letar mönster och inspiration med jämna mellanrum nuförtiden. Jag började i denna årets första månad med att bli ett år äldre och mer kreativ. Jag föredrar att virka då det enbart krävs en virknål i stället för fyra stickor för att göra ett par vantar och i fredags hittade jag ett relativt enkelt mönster på ett par virkade tumvantar vilket var precis vad jag behövde. Mina egengjorda lovikavantar har gått sänder i tummarna och tills jag kan få hjälp med att laga dem så har jag tagit tillfället i akt att utnyttja det garn jag fick i julklapp av min älskade mormor. Hon tyckte jag skulle göra sockor av det, vilket i och för sig var en befogad åsikt då jag sliter dem som andra byter ut mobiler, men det fick bli vantar. Högervante tog mig 5 h och vänster 3 h, man lär sig fort så det är inte utan att man blir lite stolt. Nu ska jag virka svarta eklöv som dekoration men vi får väl se om det går nå vidare.

Mina katter är i alla fall lyckliga, jag sitter stilla många timmar och arbetar flitigt så de kan lugnt sova i mitt knä.

Min bebisvante till min brorsdotter som föddes denna månad. Välkommen till vår jord!

Monday, December 27, 2010

The Broken Ones 1:2

Chapter 1:2 -Ana

Upset voices was carried through his dream and as he understood that he had fallen asleep he quickly sat up from his drowsy state on the armchair and saw Ana marching in his direction and the guard he had posted outside her door, hold by the arm in a hard grip. The guard seemed to shiver in fear of Ana and Soi wondered, a bit curious, of what could possible have happened.
-He claims to be one of you, Ana said and shook the guard’s arm.-I found him behind my door and I almost killed him in surprise. Now, is he one of you?
Soi looked astonished at the two of them.
-Yes, yes, he is. You almost killed him? Soi looked doubtful.
-Sir, he attacked me, the guard said. –Overpowered me.
-He?
-Yes, him, the guard continued and pointed at Ana. – He’s strong as an ox.
-What were you thinking, posting a new guard outside my room when I hardly recognise you, Ana cut off.
-I was just taking a break, Soi was dumbstruck and confused, was Ana a man or a woman.
-Well aren’t you a good guard, Ana sneered. -If you do that again you can forget about guarding me. I didn’t want nor do I need you to begin with, I was just being polite to the mayor in accepting you.
She released the frightened guard’s arm and walked away. The two guards watched her departure before Soi found himself and got up and followed. She didn’t get far, her walk was slower than it had been earlier that day and Soi saw that she was dragged her left leg a little behind her.
-Is something wrong with your leg? He asked gently.
-No.
She picked up the pace and was heading to the west gate.
-The practice area is at the west gate, am I right?
-Yes.
-Then let’s go practice, I need to let off some steam.
As they arrived Soi was greeted by fellow guards and was soon handed a sword and urged to fight with some of them. Soi looked at Ana, but she didn’t seem to care and just watched the men who were practicing.
-Are you going to join in?
-I will.
Silence.
-Can I start in the meanwhile?
-I’m not stopping you.
She sat down at the edge of the area with her right leg folded beneath her and the left stretched out before her. Soi left her and begun to practise with the men. His opponent was a strong built man about ten years older than himself and not many could stand the strength of his blows when he begun swinging his sword. But Soi had already figured out his weakness, he was a tad slow in the footwork and weak on the left side. The first minutes they both dragged on the fight, his opponent swung and Soi skipped to the side and struck him playfully on his left side. The opponent got more and more irritated and slowly lost his temper and put in more effort to each strike. After twenty minutes of this dance Soi didn’t need to skip anymore, his opponent was weary and with a simple tug he lost his sword and the fight was over. The man picked up his sword and shook Soi’s hand and admitted his defeat.
-You always get on my nerves, Soi, skipping away like a rabbit and then striking like a snake. If you just could stand still so I could beat you up, you wouldn’t be hopping like rabbit.
-If you work on your footwork I wouldn’t have to stand still, Soi smiled and the man returned his smile with a friendly grin.
He fought against a few other men and won and by the time the sun begun to set he decided that he was done for today and went to sit down beside Ana. But she wasn’t there. He looked around and cursed himself for not being observant enough. A hand was placed on his shoulder and he spun around to face Ana, still covered in the hood. She held a sword in her left hand and he could almost mark out a smirk from under the hood.
-Are you ready for a real fight? She said and he could hear the sarcasm.
The men around them had also noticed the hooded stranger who now challenged one of their most skilful fighters. Soi himself, was a bit astonished, could she really fight? Ana held up the sword on her eyelevel and measured it and then tossed it in the air.
-It’s not what I am used to, perhaps a bit too heavy, but I think I’ll manage. So, are you ready?
She didn’t wait for him to answer before she attacked and he quickly had to defend himself. At first it was slow and testing but Ana soon speed up the tempo and Soi really had to defend himself. He realised that she was far more experienced than the other men and himself for that matter. She was fast and limber and the leg didn’t seem to bother her at all. At one time he wondered if she had faked it to fool him. And as the guard had said; she was strong. Maybe she really was a man after all. A name was just a name.
She pushed him away and now he really could see her smirk as the hood had slipped back a bit.
-You think too hard, just fight, she said mockingly.
He attacked her but she skipped away just as he had done earlier to the other opponent. She laughed and waved teasingly at him to try again. He did and this time he caught her hood. It was thrown back and Soi stopped abruptly and watched her shocked, which gave her the opportunity to knock the sword out of his hand and him to the ground and then stood towered over him. She had long hay-coloured hair and cold grey eyes.
-What? She glared at him, not enjoying his gaping.
-You are a little girl.
-And still you couldn’t beat me, she cut back.
Their audience was as struck as Soi but did laugh at her retort. Ana stretched out a hand to help him to his feet. On his legs he opened his mouth to ask another question but was erupted by the piercing roar from the woods. Instantly nervous and fearsome glances were exchanged among the men and no one seemed to know what it was or what to do. Ana took the command.
-Go back to the town immediately, she shouted and begun limping in that direction.
Soi followed and she gripped his arm and pulled him close.
-I need my staff, it’s in my room by the bed.
He hesitated but she pushed him forward and he run back to the pub and fetched her staff. When he returned a monster had appeared from the forest and was pacing back and forth at the edge of the woods. Ana stood on the line between the first houses of the town. Her whole body was stiff of tension. Soi approached her and gave her the staff while watching the beast.
-What is it waiting for?
-Me, Ana answered quietly. –It wants me to attack first, to leave the city behind and attack. You see, it can’t cross the border of the town so it needs me to cross it before it can attack.
Soi watched Ana’s profile in the setting sun, her hair was like light gold blowing in the wind and her face was stern and serious. Not the expression he would expect from a little girl. She suddenly turned her back on the beast, pulled the hood up to cover her face and limped back to the Fair Lady.
-What about the monster? Soi asked.
-It won’t do a thing.
The beast screamed into the sky in response.
-Are you sure?
-Quite, we survived the night, didn’t we?
-You mean it was there yesterday as well?
She kept walking.
-Then what did you need the staff for, if not to fight it?
-To support me, of course.
Soi discovered that she limped seriously and was leaning heavily on the staff for support.
-What has happened to your leg? He said and put her arm around his neck to help her.
-Nothing has happened, it is as it always was. I am weary.
-But you didn’t limp earlier this morning.
-That is because I disguised it.
-Why would you do that?
They approached the pub entrance and Ana retrieved her arm and straightened up. Soi opened the door and she walked in, without a trace of limping. The mayor was placed in front of a full table and waved them closer.
-Ah, Ana, let’s eat. He clapped on seat of the chair beside him. –I hear the monster’s out of the forest.
-Yes, but he won’t get any closer.
She sat down beside him, leaning the staff against the chair and placed a large amount of food on her plate.
-If you persist, the mayor laughed happily and emptied his glass of whiskey. –Soi, sit, sit. Eat you as well. It has been a good day’s work today.
Soi sat down opposite to Ana and watch her pile of food in suspicion.
-Are you going to eat all that?
-Yes, she crooked one eyebrow.
-But you hardly ate anything for breakfast and you didn’t eat lunch.
-Wouldn’t that explain the abundance of food now, then? She ended the discussion and turned to the mayor. –I can’t work with him, she said and nodded in Soi’s direction.
-I’m sitting right here, Soi replied sternly.
Ana ignored him and the mayor laughed.
-May I ask why? He smiled at her.
-He asks too much. I don’t have time to answer all his silly questions.
-Hey! Soi objected.
-Soi- asking questions, no really what he is known for.
The mayor let out a breath filled with whiskey.
-I really wish you would bring him with you. I would feel much safer if you do.
Ana pouted for a minute but settled with a deep sigh.
-I will, much to your and his regret, I can promise you.
-Oh come now, the world ain’t that dark.
His face filled with small wrinkles when he smiled and he sipped from his refilled glass. They ate in silence and the pub was soon full of people who waited for the music to begin. Laughter and the smell of alcohol filled the air. The musicians begun to play and the temperature in the hall rose as the dance begun.
The mayor stood up and scouted the room for the best place to sit for the rest of the evening. Ana rose after him and grabbed his arm and he swung back to see what she wanted. The smile was drained from his face by the stern look on Ana’s face.
-You forgot to mention that Sam was here, a week ago.
-There is not much to say, Ana. He didn’t visit me and he only stayed for a couple of days. I thought he would return, so I didn’t make much out if it.
-But you didn’t meet him?
-No.
-But you were aware that he was here.
-Yes, though he tried to hide his presence here, which I don’t really can make out why.
-Did you survey his activities in town?
-I did.
-Where did he go and what did he do?
-He went to that pub, where you two usually assembles, the Black Eye or what’s it called, and met up with the pub owner. To the extent of my knowledge he left something their, a box. We haven’t been able to collect it yet.
-He left a necklace to me.
-Then it was two boxes, ‘cause the description I got was that it was large. Large enough to contain a sword or a spear.
-I’ll get back there tomorrow then. Alone.
She gave Soi a meaningful glance, well aware that he had overheard the whole conversation.
-I suppose that tomorrow is your day off then, Soi, the mayor said and gave him a look which spoke otherwise.
-Yes, sir, Soi nodded, knowing with whom his loyalty lie.
The mayor seemed pleased and turned to face Ana.
-I suppose you want to recover from today’s adventure.
-Adventure? I wonder what you’ll call a sunny day then. But you are right, I need to rest. And Soi, there is no need for you to guard my door all night. Go home and sleep instead, and we will meet in the afternoon again.
Ana took her staff and walked away with her head held high. If Soi hadn’t seen her limp before he wouldn’t have noticed how her left leg dragged a little. She did her best to walk as straight as possible. He thought of what the bar owner had said earlier about Ana leaving a sign and he understood what the man had meant.
He stayed a bit longer after Ana’s departure and took part in some dances and in the laughter with fellow guards. The talking subject soon found its way to Soi’s defeat, which he had forgotten all about, but now faced the embarrassment of being beaten by a girl.
-Oh, she must be something special. Did you see how she moved?
-Yes, and her hair, that is not a common colour in our parts.
-A girl! That she even could fight! Hope our ladies here don’t occupy themselves with weapons, who will then cook?
There was a general outburst of laughter both from the males and women.
-But Soi, didn’t you bring her to practice area? Didn’t you know she would bring you down?
-Such a young girl…
The guard from lunch joined in and soon understood of whom they were talking about.
-It was a girl?! A little girl? But she was so strong, I thought… I really thought she was a man.
Another burst of laughter and the men clapped the young guard’s back in sympathy.
-But how can she be so strong?
-Maybe she’s a broken.
An agreeing mumble spread among the guards, but Soi didn’t know what they were talking about.
-She did have a staff.
-Mm, yes.
-She uses that to support herself, Soi cut in.
-Well, there you go, then. And you are her guard? I do not envy you, fellow.
Soi didn’t understand a thing of what they were talking about but the topic soon changed and he felt how tired his body had become so he decided to leave for his home and bed.

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J.L.Frick

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

The Broken Ones 1:1

Chapter 1:1 - Ana

One rainy evening a stranger came into the small coast town of Sofara. Covered in a dark cape with a hood which concealed the face and with a staff for support, the stranger was limping through town in a hurry. It had rained all day and all the roads were no more than slippery mud and the stranger slide and fell as the limp leg didn’t hold the body up. The cape was covered in mud but the stranger didn’t seem to care and weakly got up to stand the two legs again and continued forward limping.
From the small pub, the Fair Lady, in the middle in Sofara music could be heard from far away and sound of laughter and joyous song met the stranger in the entrance of the pub. In the middle of the pub the floor were filled with dancers of all ages who happily skipped and jumped to the beat of the music. An old man sat by the bar and called on the dancers with bright smile on his face.
-Cheerio Jane. Step on it, Casper. Ah, that’s the way to dance fellows!
The stranger still on the threshold to the pub, looked around the room and with decisive steps crossed the dance floor and walked, without any trace of limping, up to a man with a great, dark beard who sat with a view over the dance floor and looked him in the eyes. The man immediately recognised the stranger and quickly stood up. As he rose the music stopped playing and silence filled the pub. The man looked at the stranger with deep wrinkles on his forehead but as he noticed the silence he turned to the people in the pub.
-Well, carry on, he said impatiently and the musicians begun to play again.
He then turned back to the stranger and bowed.
-This way, please.
As the two left the room the man with the beard turned to the two guards who followed him.
-Get me Soi immediately and guard the entrances of the town, he whispered to them.
-Yes, sir, were their reply.

Soi arrived at the mayor’s office in the Fair Lady and stumbled upon a conversation between the town’s leader and a stranger. Non of them took any notice of his entrance. The mayor stood in front of the fire, resting his elbow on the mantelpiece, his forehead in three big wrinkles and he combed his beard with his fingers absently. The stranger lay in an armchair with the legs stretched out on a small stool and with the face covered by the hood. Seemingly relaxed and eyes half closed. When Soi entered the stranger opened the eyes for a moment and then closed them again. Leaning against the armchair stood a staff.
-There is no need to guard the entrances of the town, they will not attack you. They never enter towns.
It was the stranger who spoke, with a voice low and mysterious. Soi couldn’t tell whether it was a man or a woman.
-No, no, I know, the mayor answered. – It is just a precaution, for your and, of course, everyone’s safety.
-Is he for my safety too? Soi could hear the sarcasm in the stranger’s voice.
The stranger nodded in Soi’s direction and for the first time the mayor noticed him.
-Ah! The mayor’s eyes lit up and he seemed relieved. –Soi, didn’t see you. I’m so sorry for calling on you so late. Hope you weren’t sleeping?
-No, sir.
-Good, good. This is Ana, the mayor turned to the stranger. –Would you like me to introduce you further?
So it was a woman, Soi thought and observed the stranger closer though nothing much could be deduced as she was well covered.
-He’ll find out eventually, let’s just leave it. Anyway, I don’t need him. I’ve made it this far, so it’ll be fine. And I am supposed to meet up with Sam here.
She stood up with the support of the staff.
-Ah, Sam, yes, of course, the mayor said and pulled a little on the mouth, an expression Soi recognised as discontentment.
-Could I sleep now? Ana started to walk towards the door, leaning heavily on the staff.
-Yes, certainly. You must be tired. Soi, escort Ana to her room, the mayor leaned in closer to Soi, and make sure to guard it all night. I’ll send someone to bring you food later on.
Soi tried to follow Ana as ordered but the mayor grabbed a hold on his arm and they stood facing each other. The mayor’s expression was serious and Soi couldn’t begin to wonder what was going on. The mayor pointed in the direction Ana had disappeared around the corner.
-Guard her with your life.
With those words swirling around in his head, Soi caught up with Ana who slowly limped her way forward and loyally followed her to her room where she promptly shut the door in his face.

In the early morning the door Soi had watched all night, opened up. Soi looked up with sleepy eyes. Blocking the doorway before him stood a figure all covered in a dark cape with a hood and Soi racked his brain trying to figure out who it was and what he was doing on the floor. The sunlight shone from behind the stranger so he couldn’t see the stranger’s face. As his memory caught up with him from last night Soi quickly got up.
-So much for a guard, Ana said and he was sure she was smirking underneath the hood.
She started walking and Soi followed her down to the main floor that yesterday had been filled with people who were dancing and drinking. As they made their way around the tables and chairs, Soi thought that there was something odd with Ana. There was something different about her today but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was. They were served breakfast, on the house, as they sat down at one of the tables by the windows viewing the main road of Sofara. The rain had stopped, but the road was still muddy and slippery.
Soi had hardly got any of the food in him, when suddenly, Ana rose from her chair and walked away. He stared after her and looked disbelieving at her plate which was left untouched. He dutifully got up to follow her though his stomach was growling.
They walked through the town to its east entrance and stood there in silence for minutes watching people entering and going with different errands. Then they walked to the west entrance, repeating the procedure. The day went idly by, walking from gate to gate in silence then observing the entrance, in silence. After lunch, which they didn’t eat either, Ana led Soi through the grey and muddy town down to the harbour. With a view over the equally grey sea, the two wondered to the outskirt of the harbour. Sofara was a coast town which survived through fishing and trade and was a proper little town, but it had as many other cities its bad parts. In Sofara that was the east side of the harbour, which they were now venturing. Though puzzled, Soi didn’t question Ana’s intention of the visit to the rough parts of the city. The smell was the same as the rest of the harbour but with a hovering stench of alcohol and tobacco. Ana, still covered in her cloak, received her share of curious and glaring eyes and Soi, who were well known among the town’s inhabitants as a respected fighter and a member in the mayor’s guard, got the hateful and dangerous looks from people he once, in the line of duty, had beaten up. He didn’t feel too happy being down here, alone, with a woman. He leaned in to Ana.
-Where are we going?
-If I wanted to share that information with you, I would have.
She kept walking. And he followed.
They arrived at a small, dodgy looking pub called the Black Eye and the smell of alcohol was heavy and the light was damp. Ana walked up to the disk and heaved herself up on one of the stools. Soi sat down beside her.
-What are we doing here?
She turned to face him
-Now, I thought you were a smart boy who actually pays attention, but I guess I was wrong. If I wanted you to know I would have told you.
She ordered a whiskey and swept it down in one shot. The barman, cleaning a glass with a not so clean towel, leaned in closer to the two of them.
-Time certainly flies by these days, feels like it was only yesterday you were here, he said to Ana. –Heard you were in town, and saw your sign on the road.
-And here I was giving it my best to walk in a straight line.
-Your lefty drags too much for that to be possible.
-Give me another, will you? She waved her empty whiskey glass and he poured her another.
-You missed Sam with a few days. I thought you were supposed to have met up here as always.
-He was here?
-Yes, and he left pretty quickly too. He did leave something for you.
The bartender bent down behind the disk and put a little red box on the table. Ana grabbed it and opened it. Inside was necklace with a round pendant with some engravings and a little note. Before Soi could read it, Ana put the note and necklace back in the box which she stuffed in her pocket. She was silent for minutes. Then she jumped off the stool and begun her way out of the pub.
-Thanks, she called back to the barman.
-I do what I can.
Soi followed Ana back to the Fair Lady and up to her room and was left outside the door. He arranged for a guard shift and he made his way down to the main floor and sat down to eat for the first time that day. After his meal he shifted location to sit in front of the fire and let himself rest for awhile. He thought of how strange the past couple of hours had been and he wondered why he had got the task of protecting a woman who obviously didn’t want his protection. Was she a threat to the mayor, though he hadn’t acted like it? Soi’s mind drifted away and his eyes closed.

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By J.L.Frick

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Nått C skicka till mig från NZ

Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian,

any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.



Epic


Epicly awesome

Virkning


Nu vet jag hur man virkar lite allt möjligt.

Min mormor var snäll nog att typ några veckor före exams lära mig att virka. Som den lätt addictive person jag är började jag lära mig alla typer av maskor som mormors bok om virkning och stickning kunde lära mig. När garnet tog slut för den beiga sjal jag ville virka (garn som kom från min morfars före detta slip-over), började jag virka en blå basker i stället. Mitt under en period då jag skulle sitta och plugga mig självmedvetslös. Till mina vänner sa jag att virkning tränade uthålligheten i mina fingrar och förberedde dem för exams (fingrarna alltså). Så här i efterhand kan jag säga att jag hade faktiskt inte så ont i mina fingrar efter ett 2.30 timmar långt historieprov där vi skrev 3 uppsatser. Min basker var iallafall klar ca en vecka efter start och jag bär den nu stolt varje dag till skolan, även om vädret börjar lite för varmt för hattar, baskrar och allt annat. Förra veckan var jag inne på Myrorna och hittade ett gammaldagsrosa nystan för 5kr och sen hamnade mirakalöst på Panduro och hittade ett häfte om hur man virkar moderna mormorsrutor. I am hooked. Tack mormor!

Wednesday, December 09, 2009



I love you, Sarangeo, Skidayo, Je t'aime, Jag älskar dig,






LOVE


<3


Säg ingenting till mig// melissa horn



Kom hem när du vill jag är vaken hela natten


Kom hem när du vill jag är vaken hela natten




Säg ingenting till mig jag ser allting ändå


Men säg ingenting till mig det hörs på stegen när du går




Du frågar hur det är som om det vore uppenbart


Ja, det är släckt överallt


Men jag tror att våren kommer snart




Säg ingenting till mig jag ser allting ändå


Säg ingenting till mig det hörs på stegen när du går




Du ger de du vill när du tror att du känner mig


Men du reser utan mål så nu reser jag mig bort från dig


Men jag vet vart jag ska du säger att du varit där


Men du känner ingenting du som skriver om vad kärlek är




Säg ingenting till mig jag ser allting ändå


Säg ingenting till mig det hörs på stegen när du går




Du håller ingens hand du tror att alla skulle titta då


Men jag håller din ibland för det är kallt nu och jag fryser så




Kom hem när du vill jag är vaken hela natten


Kom hem när du vill jag är vaken hela natten




Säg ingenting till mig jag ser allting ändå


Säg ingenting till mig det hörs på stegen när du går


Säg ingenting till mig jag ser allting ändå


Säg ingenting till mig det hörs på stegen när du går

Thursday, May 14, 2009