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tamingthemuseAuthor : naughty_bangles
Title : Engraved
Rating : PG
Word Count : 514
Prompt 406: Diaglyph
Summary : One night, in a storehouse, two girls stole a tablet.
"I'm pretty sure you shouldn't read that", Carly whispered, looking anxiously at the entrance. They shouldn't be there either, and all she wanted right now was to leave with what they had come to grab. Whatever it was.
"Relax, it's just a tablet. You know all those things aren't actually cursed, right ?", Soshana replied laughingly, her eyes never leaving the piece of clay in front of her. The symbols in front of her, carved by men hundreds, even thousands years ago, were foreign to her and to the rest of the world, even if, somehow, she could find some sort of logic in them.
Eventually letting her face turn away from the entrance, Carly glanced over her girlfriend's shoulder at the tablet in her hands, but all she could see was ancient-looking gibberish.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure you can't even read that", she stated, amused. "What is this language anyway?"
"This, my beautiful but ignorant partner, has been called Yidhran by a Lovecraft-junkie-dominated group of archeologists when it was first discovered three years ago. Nobody knows how it was called by those who used it so long ago, for nobody has deciphered it ... yet."
Carly rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. She might love Soshanna with all her heart, she would never understand her attraction to unsolvable puzzle from the beginning of civilization. And yet here she was, in the storehouse of the academic research center Soshanna had left two months ago. Had been kicked out would more acurate, though. Carly didn't have all the details, but something in her girlfriend's work had gone wrong with time, wrong enough for her to lose her scholarship. Soshanna didn't like talking about it, and Carly never pressed the issue.
After one last good look, Soshanna carefully packed the tablet in the clothe she had brought along her backpack, and put it in the bag. Nobody at the center had understood the work she was doing on this tablet. They had said it was a waste of time and money, that she had had enough work with the projects she was actually paid to work on. When she had refused to stop working on the tablet, to put it back to its place in the storehouse, they had fired her.
They thought it would keep her away from the tablet. It didn't.
Carly didn't know how important the tablet was, how that work and the appeal of the words hidden beyond those engraved symbols kept her awake at night, kept her from thinking about anything else. Carly thought it was losing her job that was messing with Soshanna's head. It wasn't. She was meant to read those words, to bring their meaning to the modern world. It was her destiny. She felt it inside her, she felt it stronger than anything before.
And so that night she left the storehouse unnoticed with her girlfriend at her side, and a stolen antique in her bag. Nobody tried to stop them, like nobody would tried to keep her away from her job ever again.
It was her destiny.
Title : Engraved
Rating : PG
Word Count : 514
Prompt 406: Diaglyph
Summary : One night, in a storehouse, two girls stole a tablet.
"I'm pretty sure you shouldn't read that", Carly whispered, looking anxiously at the entrance. They shouldn't be there either, and all she wanted right now was to leave with what they had come to grab. Whatever it was.
"Relax, it's just a tablet. You know all those things aren't actually cursed, right ?", Soshana replied laughingly, her eyes never leaving the piece of clay in front of her. The symbols in front of her, carved by men hundreds, even thousands years ago, were foreign to her and to the rest of the world, even if, somehow, she could find some sort of logic in them.
Eventually letting her face turn away from the entrance, Carly glanced over her girlfriend's shoulder at the tablet in her hands, but all she could see was ancient-looking gibberish.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure you can't even read that", she stated, amused. "What is this language anyway?"
"This, my beautiful but ignorant partner, has been called Yidhran by a Lovecraft-junkie-dominated group of archeologists when it was first discovered three years ago. Nobody knows how it was called by those who used it so long ago, for nobody has deciphered it ... yet."
Carly rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. She might love Soshanna with all her heart, she would never understand her attraction to unsolvable puzzle from the beginning of civilization. And yet here she was, in the storehouse of the academic research center Soshanna had left two months ago. Had been kicked out would more acurate, though. Carly didn't have all the details, but something in her girlfriend's work had gone wrong with time, wrong enough for her to lose her scholarship. Soshanna didn't like talking about it, and Carly never pressed the issue.
After one last good look, Soshanna carefully packed the tablet in the clothe she had brought along her backpack, and put it in the bag. Nobody at the center had understood the work she was doing on this tablet. They had said it was a waste of time and money, that she had had enough work with the projects she was actually paid to work on. When she had refused to stop working on the tablet, to put it back to its place in the storehouse, they had fired her.
They thought it would keep her away from the tablet. It didn't.
Carly didn't know how important the tablet was, how that work and the appeal of the words hidden beyond those engraved symbols kept her awake at night, kept her from thinking about anything else. Carly thought it was losing her job that was messing with Soshanna's head. It wasn't. She was meant to read those words, to bring their meaning to the modern world. It was her destiny. She felt it inside her, she felt it stronger than anything before.
And so that night she left the storehouse unnoticed with her girlfriend at her side, and a stolen antique in her bag. Nobody tried to stop them, like nobody would tried to keep her away from her job ever again.
It was her destiny.
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Date: 2014-05-03 11:56 pm (UTC)Uh oh. ;-)