May your past be the sound
In truth, the worm was an ugly beast, but Chuy saw beauty in the creatures around him on a deeper level than initial appearances. He admired animals because they did not know how to lie or deceive, they told the truth, and reading their language seemed to come easy to him. Easier than reading that of fellow humans at least - though years of learning in that area had made him quite adept at that too."I will have to try it," he said, standing to rise next to her, his interest in the great worm sated for now. Easily he slung an arm around Kia's waist, squeezing her in a quick one-armed embrace before slipping his hand back in her grip, so that they could continue walking. "Fiat Lux," he mused softly, "let there be light." It was a biblical term on his homeworld, and though Chuy was adamantly not a religious man, he had read the book, and heard the phrase before.
"Where do you think it'll be held this year?" he asked, by way of making conversation and because he was interested in the festival, having read about it and heard bits and pieces from the locals on it.
of your feet upon the ground
CHULANE
