Sunday, January 25, 2009

The Prospect Ogedaii

Ogedaii has decided to take me up on my challenge and come to the First Fires. He reminds me a lot of Pacu .. same lack of restraint in a lot of ways but something ancient about him as well.

The years between have given Pacu and I a comfortable friendship .. but not a friendship that grows any more. Oren refuses to move the family's wagons forward again. She says her time around the First Fires was enough to last her a lifetime. I am not sure what that means. Pacu could make her .. of course ... but he is not inclined to do so. He says much the same .. only with more colorful phrases.

I still spend a lot of my evenings there with them .. eating and feeling that warmth .. that comfortable connection. I suppose as it is with any normal family .. people move on and grow. I just do not have an example to work off of to say .. ah ... this is how it should be. It strikes me as different and I kick it around and try to figure it out.

But back to Ogedaii. I was a little concerned that he would take people at the First Fires too seriously. They can be a little elitist and snub other Tuchuk despite their own humble beginnings .. but he did not and I have to give him kudos for his easy ways with them all ready. He did very well .. and I could not help but be proud of my new .. well ... I am not sure what he is.

We have not known each other long enough to be friends .. and yet acquaintance does not sound right either. We have shared blood and death together .. as Tuchuk we share soil and grass. There is a connection there not limited to the fact he saved my life. We seem to work easy in each other's space .. even if I want to kill him half of that time. I am sure the feeling must be mutual though .. at least he stepped in when it would have been so easy to refrain.

A man speaks for himself .. walks his own path. It is a heavy responsibility to say you will speak for a man. His words and deeds to rest on my shoulders. It is not something I take lightly and have done it for precious few through the years. So far I do not regret it.

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