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Saturday, 26 April 2014

Wots in a Name

Arrow! I's sooooo scared! Ogre comes evr day n I gots 2 keep him out, n Beauty talks 2 me in her sleepin' n its sooo spooky n I's sooooo lonely, if it weren'ts fer the bugs n Mouse, n I gets soooo hungry n Ogre's gonna throw me out!!! - Runt

Hush, Squeak, hush now. I shoulda left better instructions, no matter the rush. My bad, little 'un. Hish. I's soooooo sorry. Un bach dawelwch, Cian. Hish now... - Arrow

*sniffle*... Huh? Wots that u called me? Cian? Aints heard that b4. - R

Nor should u have now. But I can see u's growin'.There's a boy. Sit a bit n listen.
U gonna need all the protection u can get, aye? N I know that's not the name ur Walker has cuz none here knows it but me. - A

Truly? Not even Beauty? - R

Lol... Not even the Queen of the Fae. - A

Really? Y? - R

Ah, y wot? - A

Tis another a me names? So how come only u knows it? N I don'ts? - R

Ha! Always the hard questions wid u, eh? Alright. Cuz I knew ur father, Squeak, n it was his name for u. - A

Wot?? Truly???! U know my Pops?? Wait. I have a Pops?!! - R

U sees way 2 much n talks 2 big fer ur countenance at times Runt. People wonder. But that's a story fer later 2. Ur Pops I knew back in the day when u waz jis a twinkle n ur Momma's eye...- A

Huh. Is that y I feels 2 big fer me body? Wait!! I has a Ma? A me own?!! - R

Ah Tyke, there's soooo much u need to know, but not now, not yets, n u shouldna 'ave e'en this much, eh? N it's the hardest thing to ask u as u'll wanna shout it from the roof tips, but u caint, k?! Serious now! U live here fer ur own protection, eh?! N thats the last bit I'm sayin' n I know ur bustin' wid how comes but we caint say now, especially wid a Walker havin' a piece a u. - A

I knows the name he's got. I jis dont get how he got it! - R

Wot name did he get, then? - A

Accalon... - R

Wot?! How'd u even know that name?! - A

Donne know. Jis know it was me name n I needed rid a it. - R

Runt, u's always amazin' me. Is some of ur Grand folk used to call u that. I didn't think a babe would absorb it. - A

Y they waz calling me Shame, Arrow? Y would me peeps b callin' me that, huh? Hurts Arrow. I jis could hear it in me head n I wanted it gone. Didn't mean for a Walkers to get it... :( - R

Ahh Sweets. I didn't know u knew it or I'd a handled things different, aye? Ur history is a big one, k? N not safe for u to know yet. K? Trust me? But ponder on wot the name ur Pops gave u means, k? N keep it fer ur own strength, don't share it. Cuz it carries huge weight, aye? N it will mean lots to Sanctuary in time, but that day is not now. - A

Arrow? Me Cymry's no so bad, eh, but Erse? Weel, no so much, eh? N dem Gaels stump me. - R

Ha! N Beauty caint scold u for not 'memberin' ur lessons, aye?! Lol... K... But u gots 2 promise, no more questions. I gots to go meet with the Ole Man, n NO, he will not b throwin' u out, n aye, u still have to guard Beauty... - A

Oh I thinks Beauty cood scold me sleep or no. N Ogre, he b purdy hot @ me. But K... Promises... - R

K, then. Cian means...
Ancient...
- A

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