Gossamer Thoughts

A spider had taken up residence in the cave. Â 1

Nym didn't like spiders,they reminded her too keenly of when she had been attacked by the Lady of Shadows. ÂIt made her laugh though, to see it struggling in the little corner in the back, and it made her smile whenever it's web was collapsed by the wind. ÂThe Twilight elf was now at the end of her growing time; Nym would never grow taller. Â 2

She waited for Torianis to return to her cave. ÂOften he visited her these days, but his language usage the Ground Realms often made her laugh. ÂTo her, he talked utterly backwards.3

'Nym, hello!'4

She smiled in contained delight. ÂAll visits from the surface elf were welcome, he was a wonderful change from her normal monotony.5

'It is good to see you. ÂDid you bring me anything today?'6

'Everyday things I bring you!' he grumbled. 'Bring the paints I do, bring the paintbrushes yes, brought dinner today I did.'7

Surprised, she took a small wicker basket from Torianis, and gasped at what she saw. ÂThere was roast boar and fresh bread, sliced fruits and delicious cookies. ÂGingerly, she asked 'May we eat now?'8

What Torianis heard was 'Eat now we may?'9

Language barriers were the least of their problems, though. ÂNym knew that she had very strong feeling for the young elf, but she was certain that he was not Aathla, or in her language, mature. ÂAathla was when a man Âreached his transcendant state of being, when he truly could know his life purpose. Â 10

Nym knew her purpose. ÂShe would live here, on the surface realm, to make her point, to prove that she could indeed maintain her thoughts here, that would not be blown away at the cave entrance.11

When they were done eating, they painted outside, in the twilight, and watched the sunlight diminish, and saw the little spider making its way to the corner, after all, the cave was small so they could see it move. ÂThis time, the web stayed after the first evening wind.12

Torianis leaned in and kissed the dark elf woman. ÂShocked, Nym let him, but when he was done, she said softly, 'You shoudn't do that.'13

'Why?'14

'You know why. ÂI am not a suitable woman for you.'15

'That isn't true. I love you.'16

'That makes no difference. ÂI had a friend once, called Myan-myan. ÂYou see that spider? ÂMyan-myan was like the spider, I tolerated it, I even liked it, but eventually I will be the cause of its downfall, as I killed Myan-myan.'17

'You...Nym, you killed someone?'18

'No, I made him do something he couldn't, and when he was fighting, he was slain. ÂI was wrong. ÂI will not do that to another, and if you love me, Âand truly believe that I love you, you won't. ÂYou won't be the spider building its web. ÂYou won't be the thoughts of society I have that were blown away with an...an innocent, yet monstrous death.'19

Torianis smiled, and took Nym's hand, and led her to a place where the bucks of the spring were fighting over a mate. Â'It's like that,' he explained, 'You're the doe, I am one of the bucks, Myan-myan is the losing buck. ÂIn a way, through our various thoughts and ideas, we fight for you, but only one buck can win. ÂThe doe can't help it's ignorance.'20

The bucks clashed again, braying awkwardly, at least, to Nym the sound was a bray, a deep 'Brrrr' braying.21

'I am the buck. ÂAre you the doe?'22

Nym remained silent. ÂBut after awhile, they went back to the small cave, and lost amid a torrent of kisses, a spider finished it's web.23