Post by Sheari on Jul 22, 2009 10:22:45 GMT -5
Shhhh. Shhhh.
Sweeping.
The only sounds in the Main Hall at this early hour were those of the kitchens getting the first meal of the day ready and the soft murmurings of other early-risers over hot mugs of klah to wake them up. Anusha herself had a mug of klah on a nearby table. But unlike the others in the room she was definitely not one for mornings when it was still dark outside and the only light was given off by glows.
But there was a method to this girl's madness. She had woken up early to sweep the floors before breakfast so that she would have less to sweep later. Less to sweep that is, if Akos would stop batting around clumps of grass and dirt like a feline and ruining the little pile she had made for herself. Almost on cue the clump of dried mud he'd been playing with hit the wall and broke; the pieces scattered all over the floor. With a little huff, the white 'mandyr walked back to the pile to select a new toy.
"No, it's just going to break again and I'll have to sweep it up again," she scolded, "Chase this," With that she tossed a rock and it skittered across the floor before coming to a rest under a table. Like a dog, Akos darted after it to continue his game.
A new sound entered the atmosphere then; the familiar sound of rock bouncing and scraping against rock.
Anusha took another swig of klah before she went back to sweeping.
Shhhh. Shhhh.
Sweeping.
The only sounds in the Main Hall at this early hour were those of the kitchens getting the first meal of the day ready and the soft murmurings of other early-risers over hot mugs of klah to wake them up. Anusha herself had a mug of klah on a nearby table. But unlike the others in the room she was definitely not one for mornings when it was still dark outside and the only light was given off by glows.
But there was a method to this girl's madness. She had woken up early to sweep the floors before breakfast so that she would have less to sweep later. Less to sweep that is, if Akos would stop batting around clumps of grass and dirt like a feline and ruining the little pile she had made for herself. Almost on cue the clump of dried mud he'd been playing with hit the wall and broke; the pieces scattered all over the floor. With a little huff, the white 'mandyr walked back to the pile to select a new toy.
"No, it's just going to break again and I'll have to sweep it up again," she scolded, "Chase this," With that she tossed a rock and it skittered across the floor before coming to a rest under a table. Like a dog, Akos darted after it to continue his game.
A new sound entered the atmosphere then; the familiar sound of rock bouncing and scraping against rock.
Anusha took another swig of klah before she went back to sweeping.
Shhhh. Shhhh.