Monday, July 30, 2007
Flowers
I am not born Gorean, and in all these years of having been brought here... I only knew the name of one flower.. and that was the talander. So when I went to pick the seeds of flowers this afternoon.. I was clueless as to what ones I liked by name. Some flowers that are indiginous to Gor are the same as certain flowers on earth. So in my own rekoning.. I planted some 4 O'clocks, Blue Bonnets, Marigolds, and Poppys in my window box. I would never claim to be a carpenter by any means but growing up on that farm in Ireland I did learn a little bit about swining a hammer. So outside of my rented kitchen window now hangs a wooden box full of dirt and seeds awaiting the suns rays to help in the germination of some pretty little flowers. As a slave I knew only two things. You slice open a larma or wear a talander in your hair if you wanna get laid by your Master... I wonder what the names and purposes of these flowers are. I wish I had friends that I could ask these simple questions without seeming " Barbarian " or " Ignorant " Anyway... Im looking forward to them... I think the white paint can use a little color. I hope the fishmonger doesnt mind I placed the flower box outside his window.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Open windows.
I am pretty excited. I have recently made an agreement with the fish monger to rent the apartments that him and Naka shared in the district of the Central Cylinder here in Ar. Can you believe me... living in the district of the Central Cylider? In Ar..? IN such a grand apartment.. with so many slave rings... hmm. Anyway... the price is good for this area. I pay two silver a hand and it is my responsibility to over see repairs if they are needed. So far so good. Who would of ever thought a freed barbarian slave girl would be living in this neck of the woods.. I will write more later... I have some flowers to pick and plant in the window box I built.
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