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A Farewell to Thery [12 Chirreb 4261]

Sorry I haven’t written for a while. Things have been busy.
Mostly in predictable ways — e.g.I gave Vae The Conversation
six more times, once for transforming me into an Orren,
which I can do better myself.

This morning Thery’s water broke. She got a hotel room at
the Pavilion of Splendor, a decent if somewhat shabby hotel
a block from the main Healers’ Guild, and many of us
gathered to bring several days’ supplies to her — her
clothes, some food, some babywine, a novel or two on the
mistaken impression that she’ll have time for them.

While Yarwain was trying to track Chrentothany down, Thery
grabbed me by the tail and towed me into the bathroom.

Thery:“Sythyry. I’m going to die
today.”

I tried to say something or other comforting and vaguely
dismissive. She thwacked me into a pile of towels.

Thery:“Stop that. I’m going to die today and I
don’t have time to waste on that nonsense.”

Me:“…”

Thery:“And you’re going to do something for
me.”

Me:“What?”

Thery:“Seven and twelve thousand years from
now, when people ask you about the olden days, you will tell
them about me.”

Me:“Um … OK … do you want to be emblematic
of our age, or a colorful local figure, or …?”

Thery:“Stop being a smartass. Tell them about
me. Who I loved, who I betrayed, what I gambled, and
why. Make it so they know me.”

I promised her, as best I could. One doesn’t say ‘no’ under
these circumstances, does one? (Though I couldn’t help
wondering how I would manage after eighty-four of my friends
made the same request. “Tell me about the ancient times,
great-grandparent!”
, my progeny will say, and I will
reply, “I will now give you a huge stack of detailed
biographies of people who are otherwise wholly
forgotten.”

Then Yarwain returned with Chrentothany.

Chrentothany:“I would have preferred another
four weeks before this happened, or even just a month. I
would distinctly have preferred it under circumstances in
which Alivistiver’s Delivery Ritual were helpful.
Still, we shall make the best of it.”

Nobody seemed particularly encouraged. He started doing this
and that medically, and evicted everyone but Yarwain and
Iska from the room.

I had to leave soon in any case — Vae was expecting me,
curse her. She asked me why I was so distracted and
snappish. I told her. She offered her services.
Fortunately Thery’s outside of her range, being inside
Vheshrame’s walls. Thery’s home-grown dangers will have to
suffice for her current dooms.

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