UNWRITTEN HISTORY .

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against all predisposed impressions, and efforts to develop her reputation, y'shtola bored easily. a childish habit chalked up to her nature. she followed her nose, her endless passion for the unknown a reliable asset in many ways ---- though, undermining the sharlayan government by scouring through countless tomes of already researched material was a one-way ticket to lulling her to sleep.

how urianger seemed to escape such a fate was beyond her, but perhaps a blessing in disguise. those left to sharlayan were a quiet group, by nature or respect for y'shtola's temper, she didn't care to know.

however, what was done was done, and if there was a job to be doing, she would see it done, no matter how much she'd loathed it by now. it had been three days. krile and the twins seemed to be in and out, enjoying the daylight (?) outside, reporting their findings back to her intermittently. ( she'd only half listened. ) though ... throughout the hours, there was one scion who'd stuck behind, seemingly mirroring her own burrow of tomes. with her aether-vision, y'shtola was able to take in her surroundings objectively. g'raha tia situated himself within her earshot, though far away enough to grant her privacy. his pile of books rivaled her own, and to her knowledge, he hadn't left the "comfort" of the basement levels of the noumenon.

honestly, she hadn't spoken to him much, not at all. she knew of him, she'd served his purpose in the first. he didn't speak much with her, whether it be lack of topics of discussion, or little interest in conversation. in turn, y'shtola felt no need to force interaction with the fellow miqote. kinship or not, she was slow to warm to others.

milky aether blurred and smudged in her weariness. the words in front of her became an illegible sludge on the page, earning an exasperated groan from her lips. she was hungry. she was tired. but more than anything she was irritated. upset at the lack of a lead, upset at the absolute inhospitality from sharlayan, the seemingly endless task of milling through every archive ---

she stood, haphazardly marking her place in the book by placing it face down atop her working pile. she bridges into g'raha's territory, careful to step around his organizational system, and then slumps into an adjacent chair, curling in on herself. y'shtola allows the darkness to take precedence, resting her mind and body.

COMPLETELY MESMERIZED BY words that crimson irises trail endlessly , he has forgone any implication that he might exist in this very realm . lost in hours consumed by the stillness of y'shtola's breathing intermingled with his own & the odd shift of pages every once every moment or so , he hadn't realized how much his neck ached from his awkward forward - bound posture . the woman breaks him of his spell & his eyes widen in an expression of confusion , better described by bewilderment . she speaks & he carefully settles himself back into the ways of relaxation ( something he'd long forgotten existed this day ) .

she approaches him with a question , & the silence that had filled the empty space between is now disrupted . he's not bothered , however , more so reveled with the fact that she'd bother starting a conversation with him . & so , he answers her with a finger wrapped around his chin & a click of his tongue , ❛ nothing that's caught my attention . ❜

he looks to her abandoned station & the amount of tomes organized in a way that seemed particularly y'shtola , & he'd opt to sigh in disappointment were he not so conscious of how his reaction may be perceived . instead , he stays silent , & listen to the weight of her voice disperse into the atmosphere . she seems plenty tired , & he cannot find it in him to blame her . returning to this state of existence has left him completely aware of the tightness in his muscles & the emptiness in his stomach .

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