makesthings: (preparing)
From here.

After leaving Ava, Sam's days were busy, because while he wasn't at Belisaere, he was still close to it. He had been planning on traveling farther south to connect with Nick and check on a few Charter Stones, talking to Ava simply sped everything up.

Getting a Paperwing took a little longer than he expected and he remembered how much he didn't like them. He preferred to get from one place to another closer to the ground, he felt more secure. Up in the air, the Charter felt farther away even though the Paperwing was swift and imbued with the Charter.

After dodging one rising storm, he landed not far from the North Road and the Wall and sent the Paperwing back to Belisaere with a whistled spell, it wouldn't do for traveling now. He adjusted his belt to get his sword hanging properly and started towards the Charter Stone that he called out to him, there was a structure near it that had a door.
makesthings: (hiding)
Someday Sam will remember to stop working when the sun comes up, but last night wasn't one of those nights.

He opened the door from his workroom and found Milliways and just went up to that room, where he remembered to take off his boots and set the wards before falling asleep.

His dreams were nice, being in the room made him think of Kait and he kept reaching out for her in his sleep.


Apr. 13th, 2012 11:59 pm
makesthings: (seal for a letter)
At one point while Sam's at the counter, he gets out the knife in its velvet pouch and places it on the counter. Then he sits and writes a letter, this is one that he's not going to do many drafts of, he doesn't know if she's here or will even see it. What matters is he writes down all the things he's been feeling and leaves the gift. Once its written, he seals it with a Charter Mark that will only open to her and leaves it with Bar.

Dear Kait,

I'm sorry. You were right about everything I was doing, it was stupid and foolish and I was lucky to not die. Things in the Old Kingdom did somehow turn out right in the end. I helped Lirael save the Old Kingdom before Nick and I were pulled to Milliways to do the same thing again. I don't know if you were here for any of that, I hope you weren't. No, that's not right. I shouldn't say that. You know how to fight, it was just an end and then a beginning and strange. I hope you've been safe and well and happy.

The good change that's come from all of this is I'm now Wallmaker, which means I'm rebuilding and building the Old Kingdom and I'm the first one in hundreds of years. I'm doing it and I think doing it well. So I have ended up an engineer though not the sort that builds bridges instead I repair Charter Stones, walk the Wall and figure out what else to do and search for books about what other Wallmakers have done.

The other reason I'm writing is when I was last in Milliways before everything seemed to happen at once, I made you a knife to apologize. As I haven't seen you and don't know if you want to see me, I'm leaving it with this letter. If you press the button, the knife comes out and its bespelled to not rust and to keep sharp.

Yours Sameth
makesthings: (Charter Mark on stone)
The first time Sam was called Wallmaker and it sounded like the person truly meant it was when he was fixing the first of the Charter Stones. Lirael's hand was finished and it felt like he had to take what he'd learned from the Great Stones and start to repair all the harm that had been done. He rode out with one guard instead of two because he wasn't going too far from Belisaere just past Sindle and towards the Ratterlin. On various rides back and forth from helping the Southerlings and to the Clayr's Glacier, he'd noticed it and it felt like the proper place to start. Soon he would go to the Wall and ride its length but that time hadn't come yet.

When they arrived at the Stone in the afternoon, he explained to the guard that he would need to be waiting on the road to make sure Sam wasn't disturbed and to not worry. Once the diamond of protection was up, he could even leave as there would be another layer of protection. The guard, Aldi, someone Sam didn't know too well gave him a look, "Best if I watch what you do, your highness, so I know what it looks like when it works."

Sam bit back a sigh as he knew that made the most sense, he was still getting used to being watched while he worked here. In Milliways, it had felt friendly but then this wasn't just making something in the forge, he missed knowing Kait might find him. He was trying to repair the Charter and he didn't know it would work.

Thinking wouldn't get it done any sooner and he drew his sword and began to create a diamond of protection around the stone, pushing his sword into the ground at the final point. Then he faced the stone, drew a knife from his belt and cut into his palm over a newly healed wound before pressing his hand against the stone. As his blood met the stone, the knife fell to the ground as he reached out to the Charter with Marks in his head that he traced with his non-bloodied hand. Time slipped away and there was only the Charter and him as he tried to reconnect the Stone as it should be.

He had to stop when it was clear he'd done all that he could for today and he gently removed his hand from the stone. The day had progressed to night and there was a small crowd near Aldi, which confused Sam as he didn't think they'd been there before. He quickly wrapped his hand before removing the diamond and walking over, he went slower than he meant to as the work was tiring. Before he could reach the road, Aldi met him and Sam didn't mind too much having to lean against him though it wasn't how he wanted to appear as Wallmaker.

An older woman stepped forward, Sam recognized her as the leader though he couldn't call up her name yet the way she said his title stopped him, "Wallmaker, thank you. Now it's time for us to take care of you for a time."

He'd never heard anyone other than perhaps Yrael in Milliways truly mean his title and he nodded because he couldn't find the words to thank her. Later in the evening he learned her name was Elisa and she remembered when his parents returned to take the throne and she looked at him with hope. He wasn't used to that and tried to answer what questions he could as he ate but Aldi was better at the castle gossip than him. Some time in the evening, he ended up leaning near the main fireplace and healing his hand when she approached him, "You could have had us do that for you, Wallmaker."

"Oh, you don't need to and you're doing more than you had to. I just needed to rest before I could. I'm sorry the Stone isn't fully repaired, it will take a few more visits," He finished the healing spell and tried to sound sure of himself but felt it didn't work.

She tutted at him and he felt rather young though she said his title as if it were true, "It takes time for great wounds to be healed and you've done quite a bit. The Charter already feels stronger around the Stone. Now tell me, who takes care of you in Belisaere? Is there a girl you're quiet about who keeps track of your wounds?"

Sam blushed and hoped the fact they were near the fire covered it as he thought of how far away Kait felt and how painful their last fight had been, "There was but I don't think there is anymore. Anyway I need to be Wallmaker and worry about everything else later."

She sighed and handed him a goblet of spiced wine, "Drink that, rest and take care of yourself, Wallmaker. You will do what is needed and happiness will find you. Your family's earned it."

He started to speak but she had left and he said thank you to the goblet, her confidence warmed him as did the wine and reminded him of other voices in Milliways. This was what he was meant to do and maybe he'd even find a way to share it with Kait someday.


Feb. 27th, 2012 09:59 pm
makesthings: (had enough)
The days after the fight at the Lightning Farm and Milliways pass by quickly as there's much to do. Sameth must be a prince to get the promised land to the refugee Southerlings, he must be Wallmaker in terms of helping to rebuild all that's been broken and he has to figure out how to be Wallmaker.

His first major project is Lirael's hand, which takes a couple of months and lots of adjusting to get right. In between working on the hand, he reads all that he can about Wallmakers and talks with his father about the Great Charter Stones so he can take over mending them.

He knows that he needs to travel the Old Kingdom to see the damage to Charter Stones and go over every part of the Wall to understand what he needs to do. Milliways is always at the back of his thoughts as he wonders if Kait was there for the final battle, if she's well, but there's so much to do that he doesn't have time to look for a door.

One night after working far too late, which seems to be what he does of late, he ends up asleep in a comfortable chair in the family study.
makesthings: (new face in the mirror)
He doesn't know why his door has decided to lock now as he just wants to get going. Sam is sitting at a table close to the Front Door with his saddlebags nearby and trying to not fidget too much.

It feels like everyone he meets seems to be able to see through him here and he hates it, he needs to get a horse and get on the road to find Nick.

Since sitting without something doesn't work, he has a basket of bread and some cheese and he's slowly taking a bread roll apart.
makesthings: (using fire and charter)
Sam's been busy with his projects, but he's been aware that its starting to feel like Spring. That's a reminder of how long he's been Bound so he just focuses more on his work.

Today he's reached a point where he has to stop since the forge is too hot and he leans against one of the outer walls and looks out towards the lake with a cup of cold water.

Of late, there have been more people outside so he's hoping he'll find someone to talk to as he rests.
makesthings: (using fire and charter)
Since he's found a door to Milliways again, Sam's days have been full of the forge and Kait.

At the moment, his major project is the soldier for Tavi, which is going slowly due to the joints and detail work.

So to put his thoughts in order, he works on the simpler things that need to get done, arrow heads and horseshoes.

The forge is hot and the glow of the Charter adds another layer to the fire.
makesthings: (not here)
After the family meeting, Sameth can't sleep so he goes to his workroom and tries to make the joints on the cricketers and the soldier for Tavi move properly. Nothing seems to be working and he can almost feel the bells and book through the cupboard door.

Some time later in the night, he's not sure of the time there's a loud knocking, he knows he yells something and there's a clatter. When he goes to look there's what's left of a letter from Nick waiting for him. As he pieces the paper together and reads it, suddenly his own worries are a little easier to put aside for the sake of the trouble that Nick's got himself into.

Dear Sam,

Thanks for organizing the Old Kingdom visa for me. I don't know why your Consul at Bain was so reluctant to give me one. Lucky you're a Prince, I guess, and can get things done. I didn't have any trouble at this end. Father called Uncle Edward, who pulled the appropriate strings. Practically no one in Corvere even knew you could get a permit to cross the Perimeter. Anyway, I suppose it shows that Ancelstierre and the Old Kingdom aren't that different. It all comes down to who you know.

In any case, I intend to leave Awengate tomorrow, and if all the main connections go smoothly, I will be in Bain by Saturday and across the Wall by the 15th. I know this is earlier than we agreed, so you won't be able to meet me, but I'm not just rushing in on my own. I've hired a guide -- a former Crossing Point Scout I ran into in Bain. Quite literally, in fact. He was crossing the road to avoid a demonstration by these One Country fellows, stumbled and nearly knocked me over. But it was a fortuitous meeting, as he knows the Old Kingdom quite well. He also confirmed something I've read about a curious phenomenon called the Lightning Trap. He has seen it, and it certainly sounds worth studying.

He's not sure what the Lightning Trap is but it sounds troublesome and of course Nick wouldn't think to ask someone to help him make sure that his guide is uncorrupted.

So I think we will go and take a look at this Lightning Trap en route to your undoubtedly charming capital of Belisaere. My guide didn't seem at all surprised that I knew you, by the way. Perhaps he is as unimpressed by royalty as some of our former schoolfellows!

In any case, the Lightning Trap is apparently near a town called Edge, which I understand is not too far out of the direct route north to you. If only you people believed in normal maps and not quasi-mystical memorization aided by blank pieces of paper!

I look forward to seeing you in your native habitat-- almost as much as I look forward to investigating the curious anomalies of your Old Kingdom. There is surprisingly little written about it. The College library has only a few old and highly superstitious texts and the Radford little more. It never gets mentioned in the papers, either, except obliquely when Corolini is raving on in the Moot about sending "undesirables and Southerlings" to what he calls "the extreme North." I expect that I will be an advance guard of one "undesirable" in his terms!

The news of the date is even worse since he'd have to rush to meet Nick now, but clearly he should or else who knows what's going to happen.

Everything about the Old Kingdom seems to fall under a conspiracy of silence, so I am sure there will be many things for an ambitious young scientist to discover and reveal to the world. Or worlds, as it happens. I've recently had the surprising good fortune of stumbling through what appears to be some sort of break in time and space and into somewhere else entirely. They call the place 'Milliways,' and it's really quite amazing. I've not yet managed to duplicate the phenomenon that allowed me to reach it in the first place, but I'm sure it's just a matter of finding and replicating the proper conditions. I can almost see you rolling your eyes and hear you muttering about your 'Charter,' by the way, but I'll have you know that there are concepts in the physical sciences that refer to the possibility of such errata in space and time, and my experience merely proves that it can happen outside such theoretical realms. Hopefully I'll have it all figured out by the time I reach Belisaere; even aside from my own wanting to get back there, I think you'd quite like it.

I hope you are quite recovered, by the way. I have been ill myself, on and off, with chest pains that seem to be some sort of bronchitis. Strangely enough, they get worse the farther south I go, and were terrible in Corvere, probably because the air is absolutely filthy. I've spent the last month in Bain, and have hardly been troubled. I expect I will be even better in your Old Kingdom, where the air should be positively pristine.

In any case, I look forward to seeing you soon, and remain your loyal friend,

Nicholas Sayre

P.S. I don't believe Ellimere is really six foot six and weighs twenty stone. You would have mentioned it before.

Though Nick's skepticism of the Charter makes Sameth laugh, Nick really never changes. Sam has to read that paragraph twice, Nick found Milliways while Sam wasn't there. At least its a start to getting him to believe in things, maybe he met Kait there or Mogget.

His gaze goes to his door, its too much to hope after these months that if he opens that door Milliways will be there.


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