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vivalaethernet2024-12-24 08:59 pm
singlemilletgrain) wrote in vivalaethernet2024-12-24 08:59 pm
甲辰 003: 冬至
[video transmission]
Greetings, Crimson Corsairs.
[As usual, the elegant woman appears with a beaming smile amidst the warm steam rising from bowls of... something or other in her kitchen.]
I understand you come from many winter traditions, both in this land and in your homes. If you would allow me a brief intrusion... In Yan, it is customary to celebrate the Winter Solstice, the 'dong zhi.' As it is the longest night of the year, we give thanks that the light will return and the days will soon grow long once more. In the depths of midwinter, it is a reminder that balance and yang will be restored, no matter how dark the nights may seem. For those of us in agrarian communities, we give thanks also to the animals who have brought us through the hard times.
[A mischievous glimmer shines in her eyes.]
Of course, it is also the day that the venerable master of the stove, Zao Jun, reports to Tian on whether or not your house hold has been 'naughty' or 'nice,' which I understand is a part of some other traditions as well.
Please allow me to offer prayers to Tian on your behalf. What is it that you hope for when the sun returns in its full splendor?
[in person, all around]
[Shu appears at your door on this cold, long winter evening, knocking politely and awaiting an answer. Whether she sought you out specifically or whether she's never met you at all, she stands and waits in her warm coat holding an extraordinarily large soup bowl in her hands. Somehow, it does not seem to trouble her.]
Greetings, Crimson Corsairs.
[As usual, the elegant woman appears with a beaming smile amidst the warm steam rising from bowls of... something or other in her kitchen.]
I understand you come from many winter traditions, both in this land and in your homes. If you would allow me a brief intrusion... In Yan, it is customary to celebrate the Winter Solstice, the 'dong zhi.' As it is the longest night of the year, we give thanks that the light will return and the days will soon grow long once more. In the depths of midwinter, it is a reminder that balance and yang will be restored, no matter how dark the nights may seem. For those of us in agrarian communities, we give thanks also to the animals who have brought us through the hard times.
[A mischievous glimmer shines in her eyes.]
Of course, it is also the day that the venerable master of the stove, Zao Jun, reports to Tian on whether or not your house hold has been 'naughty' or 'nice,' which I understand is a part of some other traditions as well.
Please allow me to offer prayers to Tian on your behalf. What is it that you hope for when the sun returns in its full splendor?
[in person, all around]
[Shu appears at your door on this cold, long winter evening, knocking politely and awaiting an answer. Whether she sought you out specifically or whether she's never met you at all, she stands and waits in her warm coat holding an extraordinarily large soup bowl in her hands. Somehow, it does not seem to trouble her.]
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But he was absolutely someone who could use someone else do communicate for him. That was what Zelda would always do for him. When she was around, he always knew that he didn't have to fear being put on the spot, or have to figure out how to say something he didn't know how to say.
Shu is definitely not Zelda. But...he's glad she can help too.
He nods, brightening a little. And eats more soup.