Honor, Sun, and Sand

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I know I haven’t been around in a very long while. Things have been rough. We’re still getting some things straightened around. I’m doing things as I have motivation to do them. Today is laundry. And probably a shower at some point. 

There are good days and bad days. Most of this winter I’ve been sleeping until noon or later. Partly some kind of hibernation instinct, and partly some similar depression cycle to what I had years ago on the main campus where I just didn’t want to get out of bed at all. It’s not big things that make me want to cry, usually. It’s dumb little things. Grief is not an easy thing to manage. I’m largely okay, and then there are little moments, little things that bring out the flood. 

——————- As they climbed, the Prince listened with great interest to the words of his guest. All at once, he felt almost young again, wishing and longing to travel to far off galaxies and planets. Only once she was finished speaking did he smile, “ Riding giant birds, hm? I have a feeling brother and his children would demand to see such birds as soon as you tell them of this. They are adventurous you see, and would not give up any opportunity to try something new and dangerous,”

“ But regardless,” They arrived finally to the palace doors, which swung open obediently for them, “ Tell me, my lady; how may I assist you and your people? Your purpose here is still for the moment unclear to me. We are not like the other planets in Westeros; for we have precious little to offer save our artisan crafts and engineering ability,”

“Perhaps it is a good thing that I have mine here?” She chuckled lightly. “I am always glad to show people how to properly ride, and appreciate the birds.” She smiled, and paused, considering his question.