02-20-2020, 08:55 PM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]Hello, sir Cekirse! This is Bokarsi, it has been approximately two days since my departure and I am doing well! This realm is rather cold, compared to Ismene, but it is nothing I cannot handle! I was chased by a boar the other day after I tread too close to her childrenー
Hello, sir Cekirse! This is Bokarsi. It has been three days since my departure. I have not encountered any of my peers yet, but perhaps we keep missing one another. That aside, I'veー
Hello, sir Cekirse! This is Bokarsiー
Bokarsi scribbled the last of the words with a smile, closing their mental link with their camp leader. Today would mark the fifth day since their departure from the camp, and they have continued to dutifully record their activities for the elders to peruse. They had not gotten any signs of criticism yet, so Bokarsi could only assume that their work was satisfactory.
Imagine that! Satisfactory! "Gold star for me~ stars and gold and medals too! Good job, Bokarsi, doo di doo~!" The youthful dhole sung off-key, head bobbing to a non-existent rhythm. They put away their journal in their satchel and peeked inside to make sure their items were all there. After all, rule #3 of grave-keeping was to be prepared! Or was that rule #2? Maybe they should write it down...
Humming to themselves, they began their journey once more.
They walked and ran and jogged, taking in the different smells and views. Over time, the scent morphed into something entirely unfamiliar. Something...salty?
Was this...!? They sped up their jog, following the salty scent and listening to the foreign sounds. They skidded to a stop. Stars entered their eyes upon seeing the expanse of blue, mouth widening into a toothy grin. "The sea!" Bokarsi exclaimed in a breathless whisper. They had only seen the sea in picture books and bedtime stories. But hearing about it and seeing it with their very own eyes were entirely different beasts.
They scrambled over to the shore, watching with fascination as the waves crashed onto the sand. They inched closer, giggling as the water lapped at their paws. The water receded back. "Ah! Wait, please come back!" Bokarsi pleaded, trailing after the water like a duckling. And promptly yelped when the water came roaring back, tripping over themselves in a vain attempt to not get drenched.
How interesting! Despite being dripping wet, Bokarsi's fascination with the sea was not quenched. They jumped right back into paw-deep water, giggling and splashing around. The sea was so very different compared to the lakes of Ismene and Junise. The realm itself was different compared to their home--the sun, the plants, the denizens. A shame that their current trip would be their last.
"I see~ the sea~ the big blue sea~! The sea says hi and bye, today and tomorrow, night and day! Hi and bye..." Bokarsi sung as they splashed about, repeating the words to their little ditty. The child did not care about getting their satchel or their staff wet, too busy playing in the ocean.
(Far, far away, Bokarsi's camp leaders were having a mini-meltdown. They had, unbeknownst to Bokarsi, actually lost contact with them. Cekirse was in the process of being written up to HR and would probably lose his job. Bokarsi would not be able to return home.)
Hello, sir Cekirse! This is Bokarsi. It has been three days since my departure. I have not encountered any of my peers yet, but perhaps we keep missing one another. That aside, I'veー
Hello, sir Cekirse! This is Bokarsiー
Bokarsi scribbled the last of the words with a smile, closing their mental link with their camp leader. Today would mark the fifth day since their departure from the camp, and they have continued to dutifully record their activities for the elders to peruse. They had not gotten any signs of criticism yet, so Bokarsi could only assume that their work was satisfactory.
Imagine that! Satisfactory! "Gold star for me~ stars and gold and medals too! Good job, Bokarsi, doo di doo~!" The youthful dhole sung off-key, head bobbing to a non-existent rhythm. They put away their journal in their satchel and peeked inside to make sure their items were all there. After all, rule #3 of grave-keeping was to be prepared! Or was that rule #2? Maybe they should write it down...
Humming to themselves, they began their journey once more.
They walked and ran and jogged, taking in the different smells and views. Over time, the scent morphed into something entirely unfamiliar. Something...salty?
Was this...!? They sped up their jog, following the salty scent and listening to the foreign sounds. They skidded to a stop. Stars entered their eyes upon seeing the expanse of blue, mouth widening into a toothy grin. "The sea!" Bokarsi exclaimed in a breathless whisper. They had only seen the sea in picture books and bedtime stories. But hearing about it and seeing it with their very own eyes were entirely different beasts.
They scrambled over to the shore, watching with fascination as the waves crashed onto the sand. They inched closer, giggling as the water lapped at their paws. The water receded back. "Ah! Wait, please come back!" Bokarsi pleaded, trailing after the water like a duckling. And promptly yelped when the water came roaring back, tripping over themselves in a vain attempt to not get drenched.
How interesting! Despite being dripping wet, Bokarsi's fascination with the sea was not quenched. They jumped right back into paw-deep water, giggling and splashing around. The sea was so very different compared to the lakes of Ismene and Junise. The realm itself was different compared to their home--the sun, the plants, the denizens. A shame that their current trip would be their last.
"I see~ the sea~ the big blue sea~! The sea says hi and bye, today and tomorrow, night and day! Hi and bye..." Bokarsi sung as they splashed about, repeating the words to their little ditty. The child did not care about getting their satchel or their staff wet, too busy playing in the ocean.
(Far, far away, Bokarsi's camp leaders were having a mini-meltdown. They had, unbeknownst to Bokarsi, actually lost contact with them. Cekirse was in the process of being written up to HR and would probably lose his job. Bokarsi would not be able to return home.)