Dem Bones, Dem Bones.....Dem Sly Bones

There was a new spex at the fires. In fact, there were a couple of new ones. There are many of the harsuspex clan, just as there are of the other clans, but for along time, there has been a dearth of them at the first fires. Fonce rarely mentions his gift, and she respects that. With Tarra, it is always there, mostly in the way she carries herself, how she interacts with others. She has given much thought as to how the talent and gifts manifest themselves in each of them. She was glad she was a simple kaiila worker.


When she was younger, she can remember going with her mother to the spex wagons, for charms, talismens, readings, things of that nature. For her it had always been an adventure of sorts. The unknown, the smells, the chants, the piercing looks from the older ones. Many a time she had hidden behind her mothers skirts to just watch. She no longer had that fear, but a healthy respect for those of that clan.


One of the new spex was very young, and was of the sort that seemed to travel in her own world, marching to her own drummer in some ways. She has to laugh now, thinking of the young woman's adamant protests that she would never mate. It would be amusing if she were to have to eat those words. Perhaps she would give her a jar of honey to make them go down a bit better.


But the one she had enjoyed the most was Kiryava, the reader of bones. It had brought back memories of those treks to the spex wagons with her mother, and it was quite entertaining. Each time she had seen the woman, she had been smiling and laughing, very likeable. The night she had read bones had be quite interesting.


The thing with spex, is that you just cannot take everything they say in a very literal way. There was just something about them and talking in riddles, that she found interesting and amusing. Often you had to take what was told to you, mull it around and pick the nutmeats from the shell. If you do, then you might just learn something about yourself. And is that not what it is supposed to be about? Growth and learning, with a bit of fun in the mix?


She was looking forward to more evenings in the company of the young woman, whether she read bones or not. She was very pleasant, friendly, and respectful.


Did she learn something about herself? It depends on how you interpret the bones, now does it not? She was told she had the determination to see it through. Exactly what that means, could yet to be seen. The surprising thing was when Kiryava looked up into her eyes and made a simple statement. You walk in your dreams. Always pay attention to your dreams.


Interesting.