“You didn’t hear? Her family dragged her back through the streets.”
“I saw it too, with my own eyes! She was screaming, kicking and scratching like a wild cat!”
“How disgraceful!”
“I heard she’s been with a human, and she’s done it for almost twenty years! Twenty years! With a human!”
Whispers, a few audible gasps and the occasional laughter. Their voices were low, but the medical ward’s thin walls offered no privacy and Sylvian was forced to listen to every word they said about her. Awfully apathetic for a bunch of nurses, she thought and turned away; a grim expression tainted her otherwise lovely features and Sylvian’s hands were shaking.
“Elva told me that it was a woman!” The girls all simultaneously sucked in their breath.
“A woman? What a waste! She has to do her part for our people, does she not kn–,”
Another Avariel entered the ward and pointed outside. “A new patient just came in,” he gestured behind the curtain, where the beds were arranged. “It’s Caliane. Again.”
Their eyes darted to Sylvian and annoyed by their brainless judgement, the snow haired elf pushed back her chair with such force that it fell and caused some noise. Then, she clenched her fists and marched out of the room. Her tensed muscles loosened a bit when she caught sight of the redhead. Caliane was a freak of nature, a curiosity amongst their people. Some didn’t like that she was different, but Sylvian was grateful for anything – anyone – who wasn’t ordinary.
“Did you fly against a tree or something?” She took a seat by her cot and gave her a weak smile.
“I saw it too, with my own eyes! She was screaming, kicking and scratching like a wild cat!”
“How disgraceful!”
“I heard she’s been with a human, and she’s done it for almost twenty years! Twenty years! With a human!”
Whispers, a few audible gasps and the occasional laughter. Their voices were low, but the medical ward’s thin walls offered no privacy and Sylvian was forced to listen to every word they said about her. Awfully apathetic for a bunch of nurses, she thought and turned away; a grim expression tainted her otherwise lovely features and Sylvian’s hands were shaking.
“Elva told me that it was a woman!” The girls all simultaneously sucked in their breath.
“A woman? What a waste! She has to do her part for our people, does she not kn–,”
Another Avariel entered the ward and pointed outside. “A new patient just came in,” he gestured behind the curtain, where the beds were arranged. “It’s Caliane. Again.”
Their eyes darted to Sylvian and annoyed by their brainless judgement, the snow haired elf pushed back her chair with such force that it fell and caused some noise. Then, she clenched her fists and marched out of the room. Her tensed muscles loosened a bit when she caught sight of the redhead. Caliane was a freak of nature, a curiosity amongst their people. Some didn’t like that she was different, but Sylvian was grateful for anything – anyone – who wasn’t ordinary.
“Did you fly against a tree or something?” She took a seat by her cot and gave her a weak smile.
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