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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 3892938" data-attributes="member: 4936">Dinner at the weaver's house was awkward...silent. Erin and her mother sat across the table from one another, neither knowing quite what to say. Even once the food was done, and Erin started clearing off the plates.Finally her mother said quietly, &quot;So...tomorrow?&quot;Erin nodded shortly.&quot;I...I always knew this day would come.&quot;Pausing where she was, Erin looked over at her mother.&quot;I always knew you'd go.&quot;&quot;Of course you knew,&quot; Erin said with a chuckle. &quot;I kept saying it over and over.&quot;Her mother nodded and dabbed her eyes, but she was smiling too. &quot;Well, kids always say that, Erin. They always say they're going to go...they always have such big dreams. But then they grow up and settle down, and learn to be happy with their lot in life.&quot;For a moment, she looked at her daughter...a little sadly, a little proudly. &quot;But not you.&quot;Erin smiled. &quot;No...not me.&quot;&quot;Just be careful.&quot;With a roll of her eyes, Erin replied, &quot;I will...I have magic you know...and there's others. There's a whole bunch of us going.&quot;&quot;No, I don't mean...well, I do mean that. But not just that.&quot;Erin frowned, confused.Her mother leaned forward to point at her. &quot;You're strong, Erin. You see what you want, and you go and you get it...that's not a bad thing. But you have to pay attention to what it is that you want too. It's not enough just to have ambition. Blind ambition can be worse than none.&quot; She trailed of...aware from Erin's expression that she wasn't making much sense. &quot;I worry about you sometimes, Erin. You're so focused on you...on what you want...you forget to think about other people.&quot;&quot;What do you mean?&quot; Erin said defensively. &quot;I think about other people.&quot;&quot;How to use them,&quot; her mother answered. &quot;What they can do for you. It's all right to consider those things...just don't limit yourself to them. See people not just as...stepping stones or tools, but as people. To do anything else is to turn onto a dark and lonely path at the crossroads.&quot;Erin glided over to her mother and cupped her cheek to plant a kiss on her forehead.&quot;You worry too much, mother. I'll be fine. I'm going to turn in...we're leaving early. Do you want me to wake you up before I go?&quot;Her mother sighed and nodded. &quot;Yes...&quot;&quot;Good night then.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 3892938, member: 4936"] Dinner at the weaver's house was awkward...silent. Erin and her mother sat across the table from one another, neither knowing quite what to say. Even once the food was done, and Erin started clearing off the plates. Finally her mother said quietly, "So...tomorrow?" Erin nodded shortly. "I...I always knew this day would come." Pausing where she was, Erin looked over at her mother. "I always knew you'd go." [COLOR=Red]"Of course you knew," [/COLOR]Erin said with a chuckle. [COLOR=Red]"I kept saying it over and over."[/COLOR] Her mother nodded and dabbed her eyes, but she was smiling too. "Well, kids always say that, Erin. They always say they're going to go...they always have such big dreams. But then they grow up and settle down, and learn to be happy with their lot in life." For a moment, she looked at her daughter...a little sadly, a little proudly. "But not you." Erin smiled.[COLOR=Red] "No...not me."[/COLOR] "Just be careful." With a roll of her eyes, Erin replied, [COLOR=Red]"I will...I have magic you know...and there's others. There's a whole bunch of us going."[/COLOR] "No, I don't mean...well, I do mean that. But not just that." Erin frowned, confused. Her mother leaned forward to point at her. "You're strong, Erin. You see what you want, and you go and you get it...that's not a bad thing. But you have to pay attention to what it is that you want too. It's not enough just to have ambition. Blind ambition can be worse than none." She trailed of...aware from Erin's expression that she wasn't making much sense. "I worry about you sometimes, Erin. You're so focused on you...on what you want...you forget to think about other people." [COLOR=Red]"What do you mean?" [/COLOR]Erin said defensively. [COLOR=Red]"I think about other people."[/COLOR] "How to use them," her mother answered. "What they can do for you. It's all right to consider those things...just don't limit yourself to them. See people not just as...stepping stones or tools, but as [i]people[/i]. To do anything else is to turn onto a dark and lonely path at the crossroads." Erin glided over to her mother and cupped her cheek to plant a kiss on her forehead. [COLOR=Red]"You worry too much, mother. I'll be fine. I'm going to turn in...we're leaving early. Do you want me to wake you up before I go?"[/COLOR] Her mother sighed and nodded. "Yes..." [COLOR=Red]"Good night then."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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