10th Cylus 720
It was the first time Faith Augustin had dreamed for a long while. They had been to the barriers at the edge of the world, and there was no dreaming there. So, perhaps that was why, this night, she didn't dream lucidly, she wasn't aware of the fact that she was dreaming. No, on this particular night, and in this particular dream, Faith Augustin was sitting on warm sands of Scalvoris, with purple waves washing against the short, a bright yellow sun in the somehow-still-night-time sky and a pair of needles in her hands.
"I get that it's 'in, round, over, and off," Faith said, softly, holding up the knitting. It was going to be - one trial - a beautiful cardigan for one of the children, but first she knew that she had to learn to knit. There was a problem with that, of course, and that was that she didn't know how and they were sitting on the sand. The sand was an issue because there were pirates on the sand. Pirates and glitter, for reasons which her dreaming mind couldn't fathom. And above them, there were owls. "But what I don't really understand is what I'm putting in where, what goes round what, which bit goes over which bit and what comes off." Silver eyes regarded him seriously, and she nodded. "But other than that, I've got it!"
PB, her chalk-drawn outline of a bunny companion was sitting opposite her. Pirates fought around them, but there was a circle of glitter which they stayed out of - and besides that, every now and then PB put down his knitting, lifted a pea-shooter to his chalk-line mouth and a dream-pea shot out at impossibly high velocity. When it did, it impacted with a pirate and the pirate in question exploded in a shower of lights, like the
"Right. I get that," PB said with a grin. "But love. You need to get the wool in yer 'and first."
Faith got the wool into her hand.
"Right. Now. Needle one into the loop."
She put the needle into the loop.
"Now, take the yarn an' wrap it round an' round. No!! Jus' once. Jus' round. Not roun' an' round. Jus' round."
She wrapped it around twice, unwrapped it, and wrapped it around once.
"Now, the needle you didn't put in, that's right", that was to her waggling the needle, "put that over the needle you did."
She did that. It seemed to make a knot.
"Now, pull that one off, transferrin' the loop to the wiggle-needle."
Faith looked at him in amazement.
"Well done, you. You knitted a stitch!"
Now that her dreaming mind recognised it, Faith began to knit and a cardigan suddenly started appearing. And it happened fast. "Oh, PB, thank you!" Faith said, most solemnly. "Rose is going to love this so much!"
"Yeah," PB said quietly. "About that. I was meaning to tell ya..."
"I get that it's 'in, round, over, and off," Faith said, softly, holding up the knitting. It was going to be - one trial - a beautiful cardigan for one of the children, but first she knew that she had to learn to knit. There was a problem with that, of course, and that was that she didn't know how and they were sitting on the sand. The sand was an issue because there were pirates on the sand. Pirates and glitter, for reasons which her dreaming mind couldn't fathom. And above them, there were owls. "But what I don't really understand is what I'm putting in where, what goes round what, which bit goes over which bit and what comes off." Silver eyes regarded him seriously, and she nodded. "But other than that, I've got it!"
PB, her chalk-drawn outline of a bunny companion was sitting opposite her. Pirates fought around them, but there was a circle of glitter which they stayed out of - and besides that, every now and then PB put down his knitting, lifted a pea-shooter to his chalk-line mouth and a dream-pea shot out at impossibly high velocity. When it did, it impacted with a pirate and the pirate in question exploded in a shower of lights, like the
fire-flowers
Doran had shown her. "Right. I get that," PB said with a grin. "But love. You need to get the wool in yer 'and first."
Faith got the wool into her hand.
"Right. Now. Needle one into the loop."
She put the needle into the loop.
"Now, take the yarn an' wrap it round an' round. No!! Jus' once. Jus' round. Not roun' an' round. Jus' round."
She wrapped it around twice, unwrapped it, and wrapped it around once.
"Now, the needle you didn't put in, that's right", that was to her waggling the needle, "put that over the needle you did."
She did that. It seemed to make a knot.
"Now, pull that one off, transferrin' the loop to the wiggle-needle."
Faith looked at him in amazement.
"Well done, you. You knitted a stitch!"
Now that her dreaming mind recognised it, Faith began to knit and a cardigan suddenly started appearing. And it happened fast. "Oh, PB, thank you!" Faith said, most solemnly. "Rose is going to love this so much!"
"Yeah," PB said quietly. "About that. I was meaning to tell ya..."