One call away

otem Can we go back before the morning took you? And every dream of you was gone Interestingly, the child was toeing the line between being educated, and possibly being intellectually lacking. The way she drew out Otem's name might have been childishly sweet, or was it simply because the girl couldn't actually force her tongue to work in tandem with her brain? Tri means three, while correct was still said with that childish impediment. Otem who had never gone through the awkward phase of not being able to say certain consonant and vowel sounds found the girl's speech to be peculiar, rather than completely ordinary. As Aei'ith began to answer Otem's question, her speech seemed to dramatically improve, as did the quality of her answers. Even as the baby imitated her mother, the dirt-marked girl-woman still didn't recognize it as Aurelia. Although the golden mare and she might be friends by now, still Otem wasn't familiar enough to recognize the mimic. But just as quickly as it had come, the child's vocal progressions abruptly stopped as she indicated that she was actually sort of lost. "Well..." Otem began, feeling immediately uncomfortable with being the grown up in this situation. "...what did the place look like, where you last saw your mother?" Not that I'll recognize it, Otem thought defeatedly. Although she had explored much of this place, she really didn't have a good grasp on the geography. And even if Aei'ith was from one of the lands Otem had visited, who was to say the child would do a good enough job of describing it that Otem would understand?

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