04-14-2018, 01:13 AM
Jacinda and Ten were content to let Amelia take the lead from this point. She and her gadgets. Kind of ironic. Ten and Amelia were near the same age, not a fossil like her. You'd think that tech would be in both of their blood. But maybe it was the Himalayas. Ten wasn't all that impressed with it. Not that it wasn't useful or that it didn't have a role to play. But there was something about doing it the old way. It felt more....real.
Then again she was a dinosaur. But there was no substitute to seeing with your eyes, to take it in unfiltered and raw, to let your mind process it all.
She had been taught. Regan, yes. But not just him. Not that she thought of her at all. Another life . The flash of pain was barely noticeable now. But the lessons were as true as there could be a thing called truth. It wasn't something she could unknow.
Let the land talk to you. You must be humble in the face of what is greater than you. She was sure no one who met her would call her humble. She wasn't. Not with anyone. Not that she showed anyone. And was proud of it. But the universe, the environment, the land. That was something else. Be quiet and listen. Let it teach you.
Like now. They followed Aria's trail. And then they were near a slum or encampment. And then Jacinda told them to stop. Not for the people around. They were in the distance. No. Something felt....off. It just wasn't right. There was a subtle warping about everything. Nothing overt. But it was like pieces of the puzzle that just didn't fit quite right.
And the smell. Ten had a sensitive nose, she had picked up on that from the way she wrinkled it or occasionally rubbed it. Or something. In any case, she had to notice. She looked at Ten. "Can you smell that? Smells like burn. Or fire....or...I don't know."
She walked slowly about the ground, trying to sense what was different about this place. Every place has a personality. It is consistant. When something....wrong happens, the land is changed. [/i) The words were written in her mind. Truth. Just words tho. She did not hear them clothed in voice.
But they were true. Something happened here. She sensed it.
Edited by Jacinda, Apr 14 2018, 02:26 AM.
Then again she was a dinosaur. But there was no substitute to seeing with your eyes, to take it in unfiltered and raw, to let your mind process it all.
She had been taught. Regan, yes. But not just him. Not that she thought of her at all. Another life . The flash of pain was barely noticeable now. But the lessons were as true as there could be a thing called truth. It wasn't something she could unknow.
Let the land talk to you. You must be humble in the face of what is greater than you. She was sure no one who met her would call her humble. She wasn't. Not with anyone. Not that she showed anyone. And was proud of it. But the universe, the environment, the land. That was something else. Be quiet and listen. Let it teach you.
Like now. They followed Aria's trail. And then they were near a slum or encampment. And then Jacinda told them to stop. Not for the people around. They were in the distance. No. Something felt....off. It just wasn't right. There was a subtle warping about everything. Nothing overt. But it was like pieces of the puzzle that just didn't fit quite right.
And the smell. Ten had a sensitive nose, she had picked up on that from the way she wrinkled it or occasionally rubbed it. Or something. In any case, she had to notice. She looked at Ten. "Can you smell that? Smells like burn. Or fire....or...I don't know."
She walked slowly about the ground, trying to sense what was different about this place. Every place has a personality. It is consistant. When something....wrong happens, the land is changed. [/i) The words were written in her mind. Truth. Just words tho. She did not hear them clothed in voice.
But they were true. Something happened here. She sensed it.
Edited by Jacinda, Apr 14 2018, 02:26 AM.