September 14th, 2012


Cleiestis 1: Letter of Introduction

Mirrored from Sythyry.

[ (1) «Guillemets» for domains. Thanks to everyone who participated in the survey. (2) My current plan is, to post Nexterie parts once a week. On occasion — e.g. if I am inspired by donations or other goodnesses — I will post other things. The first of the other things is a series of letters from Cleiestis, poor serpent. -bard]

[If you write to Cleiestis or Tllith, I will see that they get your note and that you get their answer. -bard]


I have lots of pen pals! They’re from all over the Ninety Worlds (and beyond it, like you). Mostly they’re people with something like the «Language» domain or far-talker spell of magic, or a technology internet like that. Many of them are herpetological, by the Laws of Slithering Similarity, which I just made up.

Cleiestis is one of them. I don’t go around writing in public everything that my pen pals tell me, but Cleiestis wanted me to tell everyone what was going on with her, on the hopes that the message gets to people who want to know, or who can help her. So I will.

This first letter from Cleiestis isn’t about her trouble though. It’s just her introduction to me, about two months ago. I’ll post some more letters from her once you’ve had a chance to digest this one. It’s not as easy as some letters. Her later letters are more familiar of language, though harder to read for other reasons.

Cleiestis 1: Letter of Introduction

This being read for Tllith of Yirien. The apology for no title being given, on account of no title being known. This being written by Cleiestis of Gemgaru. Priestess of the third florescence is she, mistress of seven spells and three visible and four invisible potencies. Wife of Tomolrouc is she, who is the assistant administrator of flying insects to the Hoouthgala district. The hope from here is that you are in a state of delighted, and that three happinesses and four contentments are on you.

I am now very happy and excited! Also, bored! A lot to explain!

Me — a couatl. A snake of four yards. Avian wings of three yards. Brilliant feathers of three visible and four invisible colors. Charming smile. Elegant ruff. Erotically handsome tailtuft, entirely red.

Me — a wife. Tomolrouc — a couatl. Small for a male. Brilliant feathers of five visible colors. Sweetest eyes anywhere on Gemgaru, and full of love and erotic mischief, and entirely red. Two years of marriage.

Me — To be a mother!!!! The rank, it is not sufficient for mothering, not until the seventh florescence. The Tomolrouc rank, no higher yet. But the junior priestess married lottery! It has seven tickets this year. Mine is drawn fifth. Great joy!

Friends — The married to males: great envy! The happiness for my sake! The wishing for their own sake! Me to them — the gratitude. I hope the graciousness. I hope the not washing their feathers and smearing my good fortune as congealed sap to them. I hope I hope I hope. Hard not to wriggle! Hard not to fly circles and loops around every tree!

Tllith — To you, are you to reproduce soon? How are matters conducted by those like you of Yirien?

Today — The lustration of back-feathers. The inquisition of career. The lustration of fresh-picked gemstones. The inquisition of health. The lustration of [untranslateable]! The reverse lustration of cloth. The reverse lustration of talismans. The lustration of small wavy iron objects. The inquisition of readiness. After each — a long delay. In these delays I write letters such as this.

[We think what Cleiestis means here is that, for the lustrations, she's making offerings to the temple (?), and for the reverse lustrations, she's getting gifts from the temple. The interrogations are probably questions like, "How will you combine your career as a priestess with being a parent?" -bb and tll]

Tomorrow — The Hoouthgala Temple of Fertility! Twining with Tomolrouc in the Form of Reproduction! The laying of eggs! The seven years of egg-waiting and egg-tending! The squirming wormlings poking their heads out of the eggs!

Withal — joy in anticipation!