Rowan says "Good-bye" to the dogs in the language that Amidor just used without noticing that he's spoken anything other than common.
He then continues on the way with the others, listening to Glister as he speaks.
"Oh, I didn't lose anything, but these three all did. But either they forgot they lost what they're looking for or they didn't think it was such a big deal until recently. Have you ever noticed that? Some people completely forget about something but when they're reminded it suddenly becomes the most important thing in the world? Have you noticed how normal this place seems?" Rowan says before continuing. "No one has ever suggested I could be a hero. I had planned on being a musician with the carnival but I don't think I like that carnival very much any more. We really had to make the owners show us the way here. Though I'm not sure they're really the owners. I got the impression they really stole the carnival from someone else. But you're sister? Well she seems to be where we're going. It would be just mean not to try and rescue her while we're there."
He continues along for another moment.
"My parent's called me special sometimes but I don't think they meant it as a compliment. So maybe it's a good thing to not be special." Rowan says. Then he asks "Are you from here?"
The more Rowan talks, the more Glister seems to relax and open up himself, until he is babbling almost as much as Rowan does. His bright-coloured hair still seems to somehow avoid becoming dulled in the perpetual gloom like all other colours, and up close Rowan can see the faint remains of face-paint, done like a stylised sun-mask.
Sometimes I forget to eat, and then when I remember I feel really hungry. Is that the same? I'm not from here, no... and this place doesn't feel normal to me at all. People at the carnival called us special - me and Gleam - but we're just acrobats. Anyone could do that with some practice. But now that you mention it, our parents used to say something similar about us. Not 'special'. 'Touched' is the word they used. I don't know if that's a good thing. Mister Witch and Mister Light were always nice to us. They looked after everyone at the carnival, at least that's how I remember them. But yeah, they were sad after Gleam left, and were never the same afterwards. I can't imagine them stealing anything from anyone though...
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Rowan says "Good-bye" to the dogs in the language that Amidor just used without noticing that he's spoken anything other than common.
He then continues on the way with the others, listening to Glister as he speaks.
"Oh, I didn't lose anything, but these three all did. But either they forgot they lost what they're looking for or they didn't think it was such a big deal until recently. Have you ever noticed that? Some people completely forget about something but when they're reminded it suddenly becomes the most important thing in the world? Have you noticed how normal this place seems?" Rowan says before continuing. "No one has ever suggested I could be a hero. I had planned on being a musician with the carnival but I don't think I like that carnival very much any more. We really had to make the owners show us the way here. Though I'm not sure they're really the owners. I got the impression they really stole the carnival from someone else. But you're sister? Well she seems to be where we're going. It would be just mean not to try and rescue her while we're there."
He continues along for another moment.
"My parent's called me special sometimes but I don't think they meant it as a compliment. So maybe it's a good thing to not be special." Rowan says. Then he asks "Are you from here?"
The more Rowan talks, the more Glister seems to relax and open up himself, until he is babbling almost as much as Rowan does. His bright-coloured hair still seems to somehow avoid becoming dulled in the perpetual gloom like all other colours, and up close Rowan can see the faint remains of face-paint, done like a stylised sun-mask.
Sometimes I forget to eat, and then when I remember I feel really hungry. Is that the same? I'm not from here, no... and this place doesn't feel normal to me at all. People at the carnival called us special - me and Gleam - but we're just acrobats. Anyone could do that with some practice. But now that you mention it, our parents used to say something similar about us. Not 'special'. 'Touched' is the word they used. I don't know if that's a good thing. Mister Witch and Mister Light were always nice to us. They looked after everyone at the carnival, at least that's how I remember them. But yeah, they were sad after Gleam left, and were never the same afterwards. I can't imagine them stealing anything from anyone though...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?