Sesskia’s Diary, part 34

3 Lennitay I’m no longer faking illness. Cederic took one look at me when I came to breakfast and ordered me back to my room. Then he brought me food himself. This was to give him an excuse to speak to me privately, to make sure there wasn’t anything more wrong with me than (as…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 34

Sesskia’s Diary, part 33

2 Lennitay, just after dinner (continued) We stood together and waited for a few minutes. Everyone was very still, almost unmoving. I noticed Cederic clenching his hand into a fist and then forcing it to relax, clench/relax, at least a dozen times before a door on the third level, high above, opened with a loud…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 33

Sesskia’s Diary, part 32

2 Lennitay, just after dinner I’m hiding in my room—it’s not so much a room as a cubicle, with barely enough space for a bed and window—having pretended to have a headache. It’s not entirely a lie. The motion of the loenerel makes me a little queasy, and right now I’ve got my face hanging…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 32

Sesskia’s Diary, part 31

2 Lennitay I’m writing this from the rear senet of the loenerel, where I can have a little privacy because it’s noisier than the others and no one wants to endure that. Everyone else is gathered in the senet just behind the collenna, which is the thing that makes the loenerel go. I’m so full…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 31

Sesskia’s Diary, part 30

30 Senessay (continued) “So what about the things in the storage room?” I asked. “Those th’an are made of metal.” Cederic grimaced, the faintest drawing down of the corners of his mouth. “Experiments,” he said, “from years, sometimes decades, ago. Occasionally someone revisits the idea of permanent th’an with permanent effects. Those aeden still have…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 30

Sesskia’s Diary, part 29

30 Senessay I did it. The concealment pouvra works. I didn’t realize it at first, because it doesn’t conceal you from yourself. But it makes you feel different, a little numb, like everything is happening just an inch beyond your fingers. That’s going to be a problem if I use it while I’m stealing things,…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 29

Sesskia’s Diary, part 28

29 Senessay Still no success on either front. Finished with the madman’s book, but Cederic asked me to watch him draw several individual th’an and tell him if I see anything familiar. Nothing. Not even that hint of recognition I got from the water-summoning th’an. I didn’t tell him about that, because I’m increasingly convinced…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 28

Sesskia’s Diary, part 27

28 Senessay Still wrestling with the pouvra. Read more of the madman’s book to Cederic today while he took notes. I have no idea what, if anything, he’s learning from it, but he seems satisfied. Learned something surprising tonight, which is that Audryn is at least as enamored of Terrael as he is of her.…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 27

Sesskia’s Diary, part 26

27 Senessay, evening Today was a near-total loss. Cederic was every bit as exhausted as I was, and irritable in a way I wasn’t until I started talking to him, and we had an argument that was more of a squabble, in which he was sarcastic and I was rude. We managed to cut it…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 26

Sesskia’s Diary, part 25

After breakfast Still headachy. I’m going to forgo a bath this morning—and no, that’s not going to make me stinky, I bathed yesterday and I can afford to miss one day—so I can write more about the pouvra. I haven’t come close to mastering it yet, of course, and I didn’t expect to. It has…Continue reading Sesskia’s Diary, part 25