Post by SaldusSapnai on Apr 24, 2010 21:53:29 GMT -5
In the Dream, He Continues~
Primasis Straipsnis
Data: Gegužė((Consider it a prequel entry~))
Sky ship delayed, due to turbulent weather conditions. No matter: have been looking forward to opportunity to start filling in journal, for the sake of Tėtis and Mama back at the Inn. A bit anxious—never kept a journal before, and can only hope contents aren't too dry. Doubtful of success, but, practice makes perfect, ne? ^^
Starting at the beginning then. Introduction, Toris Laurinaitis, age 19, and of Lithuanian descent. Native to the Floating City of the Winds, specifically the Wind Skirts, and son of Aras Laurinaitis and adopted son of his partner, Tomas. No last name. Aras is Tëtis, and Tomas is Mama. Together, they manage an Inn, the Erelis Lakta, or, Eagle Roost. Till now, my only home.
A few weeks ago, we received a letter. Not just any letter—an acceptance letter, to Vilniaus Universitetas. Vilnius State University. Honestly, came as a complete surprise—true, I filled out an application months ago, after taking an equivalency test, but I never expected... A pipe dream come true for me—Tëtis was a graduate, and always recalled the courses with fondness, if not his peers. He has high hopes for me—I can only hope that I don’t disappoint him.
It’s strange to think that it is my passion for the past that will bring me to my future. Makes me wonder where I left the present. Perhaps it is something I will find, shortly, now that it feels that my life is about to begin.
Ah, ship is boarding. Bus tęsiama~
Toris
(Some point later~)
Ah, no point making another entry. Simply add on to this one. Just got back from dinner in the main cabin—soup night~ Was fairly good, but the bread was a little stale. Ran out of butter, also. Kept mostly to myself, as usual, but did manage to catch some gossip.
There seems to be a concern about piracy, but I doubt there is much need to worry. The bulk of sky-pirate season has passed—most European vessels are heading south, now, for warmer climates. Attack doesn’t seem likely, but the little ones are excited as usual, and spreading the enthusiasm.
Writing from an area top-deck, where the wind is cold but the clouds are gorgeous. The sun is setting, turning the world into shades of orange, red, and violet, and the stars are just about to peek out over the horizon. Twilight on the cloudbank. Mama would love it, if I only had a picture.
It appears that this vessel is not the only one out tonight. I can see a silver shape shimmering in the distance, and getting closer. Strange, it doesn’t look like a commercial air-ship. No official insignia along the hull, and the standard is too far off to make out. Merchants, perhaps? Ne. Too many cannons. Military?
…Dieve.
((Passage ends))
Pirmasis Straipsnis = First Article
Data = Date
Tėtis = Father
Mama = Mom
Bus têsiama = To be continued
Dieve = Oh god
Now that exposition is done, the story can begin~
Primasis Straipsnis
Data: Gegužė((Consider it a prequel entry~))
Sky ship delayed, due to turbulent weather conditions. No matter: have been looking forward to opportunity to start filling in journal, for the sake of Tėtis and Mama back at the Inn. A bit anxious—never kept a journal before, and can only hope contents aren't too dry. Doubtful of success, but, practice makes perfect, ne? ^^
Starting at the beginning then. Introduction, Toris Laurinaitis, age 19, and of Lithuanian descent. Native to the Floating City of the Winds, specifically the Wind Skirts, and son of Aras Laurinaitis and adopted son of his partner, Tomas. No last name. Aras is Tëtis, and Tomas is Mama. Together, they manage an Inn, the Erelis Lakta, or, Eagle Roost. Till now, my only home.
A few weeks ago, we received a letter. Not just any letter—an acceptance letter, to Vilniaus Universitetas. Vilnius State University. Honestly, came as a complete surprise—true, I filled out an application months ago, after taking an equivalency test, but I never expected... A pipe dream come true for me—Tëtis was a graduate, and always recalled the courses with fondness, if not his peers. He has high hopes for me—I can only hope that I don’t disappoint him.
It’s strange to think that it is my passion for the past that will bring me to my future. Makes me wonder where I left the present. Perhaps it is something I will find, shortly, now that it feels that my life is about to begin.
Ah, ship is boarding. Bus tęsiama~
Toris
(Some point later~)
Ah, no point making another entry. Simply add on to this one. Just got back from dinner in the main cabin—soup night~ Was fairly good, but the bread was a little stale. Ran out of butter, also. Kept mostly to myself, as usual, but did manage to catch some gossip.
There seems to be a concern about piracy, but I doubt there is much need to worry. The bulk of sky-pirate season has passed—most European vessels are heading south, now, for warmer climates. Attack doesn’t seem likely, but the little ones are excited as usual, and spreading the enthusiasm.
Writing from an area top-deck, where the wind is cold but the clouds are gorgeous. The sun is setting, turning the world into shades of orange, red, and violet, and the stars are just about to peek out over the horizon. Twilight on the cloudbank. Mama would love it, if I only had a picture.
It appears that this vessel is not the only one out tonight. I can see a silver shape shimmering in the distance, and getting closer. Strange, it doesn’t look like a commercial air-ship. No official insignia along the hull, and the standard is too far off to make out. Merchants, perhaps? Ne. Too many cannons. Military?
…Dieve.
((Passage ends))
Pirmasis Straipsnis = First Article
Data = Date
Tėtis = Father
Mama = Mom
Bus têsiama = To be continued
Dieve = Oh god
Now that exposition is done, the story can begin~
