Hitting the Books in Another World [ATTN: Liri]
Posted: December 11th, 2015, 3:24 am
Leala closed her book, capped her ink well, and put up her pen. She made sure everything was neat and where it needed to be before she went to sleep. She changed out of her dress and washed up a bit. She made sure everything was put away and ready for tomorrow. It was getting close to midnight, and as she nestled into her bed, she worried an innumerable amount of times if she would be able to enter Tel'aran'rhiod tonight. How had she done it last time? She had been worried about her plans for the next day, but she was also exhausted. She drifted off thinking of strange things and ended up in the place she had begun before she entered the Grey Tower. How could she approach it tonight?
Taking a deep breath, she decided to examine her thoughts tonight as she drifted off. No, that wouldn't work. She would never get to sleep. She began to feel the pressure of stress niggle at her mind as she pulled the blankets over her form. She shook her head at herself and tried to calm herself and get her mind ready.
It took five tries to fall asleep before she finally found herself in her room, but in an elaborate Cairhienin ball gown.
She took her strange set of circumstances to mean that she had entered Tel'aran'rhiod. She looked down at the grotesquely decorated gown. It was red, then it was blue, then it was yellow, then she decided that it was really the light reflecting to make it look like that, like some twisted version of a Warder's cloak. She concentrated and watched as it changed to her appropriate dress of an Accepted. She glanced at her hand and willed her Great Serpent ring to come into being as well.
Leala decided to slowly and methodically make her way to the library again. She tried to keep her mind on her surroundings and not let them wander, not let them slip away from the Grey Tower. She had the entire world to see, but it could wait. She watched as people, some she knew, flicked in and out of existence. Liri had mentioned that as people sometimes entering without realizing it for just a moment, without any talent for it. She saw one of them, a Dedicated, pick up a book, and then look down in confusion when it went back to its place on a table. He disappeared, but the book stayed stubbornly in its spot.
She made her way into the library, hoping she wasn't keeping her tutor too long. She didn't want to think about how long it had taken her to finally end up here. As she walked toward the table where she had discussed their meeting, she saw the other golden-haired Accepted waiting on her patiently. Her hands went to her head, and she realized that her hair was still up in the Cairhienin fashion. She concentrated until it looked like her long, curly tresses that were not put up once more, and then sat down at the table, hoping that her embarrassment was concealed by her practiced features. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
Taking a deep breath, she decided to examine her thoughts tonight as she drifted off. No, that wouldn't work. She would never get to sleep. She began to feel the pressure of stress niggle at her mind as she pulled the blankets over her form. She shook her head at herself and tried to calm herself and get her mind ready.
It took five tries to fall asleep before she finally found herself in her room, but in an elaborate Cairhienin ball gown.
She took her strange set of circumstances to mean that she had entered Tel'aran'rhiod. She looked down at the grotesquely decorated gown. It was red, then it was blue, then it was yellow, then she decided that it was really the light reflecting to make it look like that, like some twisted version of a Warder's cloak. She concentrated and watched as it changed to her appropriate dress of an Accepted. She glanced at her hand and willed her Great Serpent ring to come into being as well.
Leala decided to slowly and methodically make her way to the library again. She tried to keep her mind on her surroundings and not let them wander, not let them slip away from the Grey Tower. She had the entire world to see, but it could wait. She watched as people, some she knew, flicked in and out of existence. Liri had mentioned that as people sometimes entering without realizing it for just a moment, without any talent for it. She saw one of them, a Dedicated, pick up a book, and then look down in confusion when it went back to its place on a table. He disappeared, but the book stayed stubbornly in its spot.
She made her way into the library, hoping she wasn't keeping her tutor too long. She didn't want to think about how long it had taken her to finally end up here. As she walked toward the table where she had discussed their meeting, she saw the other golden-haired Accepted waiting on her patiently. Her hands went to her head, and she realized that her hair was still up in the Cairhienin fashion. She concentrated until it looked like her long, curly tresses that were not put up once more, and then sat down at the table, hoping that her embarrassment was concealed by her practiced features. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."