Memories of a curious girl
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Memory thirteen: Time to go
Footer I hate being on the sidelines.Hiding behind trees and in bushes.What I’d like to do is rush in, give everyone a stern talking to, take Himowa and leave for the sunset.Unfortunately, I wouldn’t even make it through the front door never mind walk out again. Hui is the only one who can do this part. …
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Memory twelve: The escape
Footer The sound of our footsteps echoes through the massive hangar as we drag bags of books to the ship.Turns out there’s a lot more going on between Hui and the kashuya than he initially let on.I don’t mind him not telling me per se.I just wish I could have helped more.But we’re fixing this…
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Memory eleven: The power of friendship
Footer Hui Go is…an odd person.He’s moody and likes to keep to himself most of the time.Slow to talk and even slower to trust.But secretly, underneath that cold exterior and dark set of stiff eyebrows, there’s a guy who cares very deeply about the people dear to him.It’s just that there are very few people who…
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Memory ten: Far from home
Footer It’s evening.The ship is parked on a spit of land in the middle of the ocean just big enough to hold the ship.Yesterday after we had dinner, we just sat across one another on the opposing sofas, I had my book, and she had hers.It was nice.But this evening Dana has a wooden box…
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Memory nine: To the sky
Footer I wake up, wash myself, put on my shimou and put up my hair with a nice golden pin.I smile at myself in the mirror before rushing out of my room and jumping down the stairs two steps at a time. I catch the butler at the bottom of the stairs making his way to…
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Memory eight: Shifting dynamics
Footer The light in the lanterns flickers and shivers as my father and I walk through the tunnels underneath the city.I’ve never been in the underground before but father doesn’t make a big deal out of it so I try to keep my amazement to myself.The tunnels are here to accommodate the airships going back…
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Memory seven: For protection
Footer I scan the garden to see if I can find Sehe. Spring is well underway and he should just be somewhere out here.There’s enough garden work to do in spring,I spot him in the back, squatted down and snipping at the plants with a small pair of scissors.“Good morning Sehe.” He looks up at me and…
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Memory six: Justice
Footer Things are tense inside the house. I try to stay out as much as possible. Take Henri along on long walks that don’t really do anything but keep me away from my father and the growing worry that I may have broken something that can no longer be repaired.And being unsure of how to feel…
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Memory five: Cracks in the porcelain
Footer I pour over Sehe’s dictionary at every opportunity.Keeping a small notebook by my side I look up anything I see. I practice the symbols and try to get the flourishes just right.But I quickly find this isn’t ideal.I can’t keep on guessing what words are common in Jigani.I need something real to read. I…
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Memory four: Language lessons
Footer Shades of brown, orange and red crumple underneath my shoes as I follow the music through the garden.Sometimes I get lost in a book for so long that I forget that the outside world is a wonderful place to be.I take a deep breath, pulling in the smells of fresh fruit that hangs abundantly…