Longnight was not a particularly complex time of year for Sam, but there was one of the traditions he wholeheartedly participated in whenever he could (and all around the year too) - candles. He loved them. Watching them burn, seeing liquid wax gather and pool then drip down the sides, changing the shape of itself over time.
He had quite the impressive collection of candles already. Some in specific colours which he brought out at specific times of year (dark blacks and blues for Deepfrost, bright oranges and greens for Longheat), some short and fat and some tall and thin. They were often centerpieces in his table, arranged along with a few books and leaves or other things he'd found outside.
When Jigano had suggested they go to buy some new ones together for the upcoming Longnight, he was thrilled. Not only was he going to get some new candles, he was going out shopping with a friend. A real friend who he could talk to and trust. Only months ago, the idea would have been absurd.
He waited at the outskirts of the market at dusk, the sky just dark enough that he did not have to wear anything special to protect himself from the sun. Most of the stalls would be shut in about an hour, but there was time to wander around and find what was needed. As he waited for Jigano, Sam looked at his own empty stall and wondered when he would find the energy or will to get back to opening it. After recent events...he had found his desire to make books slip away through his fingers.
As he saw Jigano approach he tried to take the thought out of his mind so he would not frown at him in greeting. With a smile warmer than he usually gave, he waved with his fingers shyly.
Jigano
He had quite the impressive collection of candles already. Some in specific colours which he brought out at specific times of year (dark blacks and blues for Deepfrost, bright oranges and greens for Longheat), some short and fat and some tall and thin. They were often centerpieces in his table, arranged along with a few books and leaves or other things he'd found outside.
When Jigano had suggested they go to buy some new ones together for the upcoming Longnight, he was thrilled. Not only was he going to get some new candles, he was going out shopping with a friend. A real friend who he could talk to and trust. Only months ago, the idea would have been absurd.
He waited at the outskirts of the market at dusk, the sky just dark enough that he did not have to wear anything special to protect himself from the sun. Most of the stalls would be shut in about an hour, but there was time to wander around and find what was needed. As he waited for Jigano, Sam looked at his own empty stall and wondered when he would find the energy or will to get back to opening it. After recent events...he had found his desire to make books slip away through his fingers.
As he saw Jigano approach he tried to take the thought out of his mind so he would not frown at him in greeting. With a smile warmer than he usually gave, he waved with his fingers shyly.
