The Kajira

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 7th Article for the Gazette

Turmus, 5th Month, Year 10,174 Contasta Ar

Journal of Arealius, Ar the Sailor

Today, I found myself in the company of a remarkable kajira named Sparrow. As I settled into the familiar surroundings of the region, I was greeted by her warm and attentive presence. Her beauty was undeniable, and her mannerisms were both respectful and engaging.

Our conversation began with a simple request for black wine. Sparrow, with her graceful movements and attentive service, prepared the drink with care. As she worked, we exchanged pleasantries, and I couldn’t help but admire her dedication to her role. She spoke with a confidence that was both refreshing and captivating.

When she returned with the black wine, she presented it to me with a prayer, her dark eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that was rare to see. I sipped the wine from the very spot she had blessed, feeling a connection that went beyond mere service. Her presence was a balm to my weary soul, and I found myself drawn to her warmth and kindness.

We spoke of many things, from the beauty of kajirae to the adventures of a field scribe. Sparrow’s touch was gentle, her words filled with a sincerity that made me feel valued and respected. She asked about my travels and expressed genuine interest in my work, making me feel seen and appreciated.

As our conversation continued, I realized how much I enjoyed her company. Sparrow had a way of making me feel at ease, her laughter and smiles brightening the room. She was a true gem, and I found myself wishing to spend more time in her presence.

In the end, I thanked her for her superb service and the joy she brought to our interaction. Sparrow’s name is now ingrained in my memory, a reminder of the beauty and grace that can be found in the most unexpected places. I look forward to our next encounter, hoping to once again bask in the warmth of her presence.

Arealius, Scribe of Port Olni

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