I believe Jesse and Ramona have gotten off to a very good start. Danit agrees with me—she is encouraging me to keep a close eye on them, of course, but she is optimistic. But I am getting ahead of myself, aren’t I? I haven’t had the chance to tell you about Ramona yet. She is a lovely woman, her pale hair cut short, her frame thin but strong. I am a bit unclear as to what she does for a…
I have just spent countless minutes watching a potter at work. This is a man who takes water and earth and works them together on a spinning wheel to make beautiful shapes and vessels. It is hypnotizing, the movement of his hands, the way a lump of clay can seem to dance as it changes form. It is beautiful. The potter in question is my newest assignment. His name is Jesse Blanchard, and tomorrow he will meet a woman who…
I have just returned from witnessing Lamarr and Tammy’s second meeting. Well, their third, but second by arrangement (other than mine). Tammy had promised to wash the shirt she had borrowed and return it. Lamarr was aware, of course, that he did not need to be involved in this process, and he was pleased that she would use the excuse to see him again. When she came into the diner, he left the kitchen—he had been watching, though he did…
It is becoming clearer to me that however much one may think one is ready for change, the truth is always far beyond what was expected. My first assignment is no exception. For those who may not know, a new Cupid begins his work in the early spring of the Earth year. This is when the air begins to grow warmer, when life returns to the Garden, and when the human culture says that one should look up, look out,…
We all dream of going down to the Stolen Garden. I can remember spending endless moments tapped into the Repository, just looking at the beauty there where the humans live. Trees and flowers and rain, red mud rich with clay, the white rush of water over rocks, the patterns that the wind etches out on sand. Mountains and clouds, snow and sun and stones. Stars. I could go on and on until the Long Fight is over, and still I…