Monday, December 24, 2007

Midwinter

Risa looked out the window with a sense of dread. The snow was glistening softly on the ground, and a soft breeze hushed through the surrounding trees. At the end of the long drive, she could hear the sound of hoof beats, at a sedate walk. Her sister was coming home.
Risa put a tone of excitement in her voice as she turned to her parents. "She's here!" she announced. The genuine smiles on her parents faces made her ashamed. I love Peral, she thought, so why do I hate having her home for Midwinter?
The reason was clear enough, if she'd admit it to herself. Peral was the eldest, a successful guild member, and a credit to her parents. So said the entire village. She was sweet and kind, everything you could wish for in a sibling. The two girls had everything in common. However, whenever they would start to do things together, whether it be crafting or cleaning or playing games, Peral would eventually start to give advice. "Do things this way... why do it that way when my way is so much more efficient?" She meant well, and Risa knew it. Peral wanted to make life easier for her, prevent her from making the mistakes she'd already learned from, and all because she loved her. Unfortunately, what worked for Peral didn't always work for Risa, and over the past several years she'd come to resent that advice - in spite of her best efforts to the contrary - as an attempt to make her into a clone of her sister.
Sure enough, Mother assigned the girls to make dinner that evening, and the advice began. "Did you know that if you stir the pan thus" (Peral took the spoon out of Risa's hand and stirred in an odd pattern) "the soup will be less likely to scorch on the edges, and it'll be sweeter?" Risa dutifully took the spoon back and tried to imitate her sister's movements. "No, no, not like that! You've got it all backwards. You're missing half of the pan when you stir that way."
The next few days followed the same pattern. Risa began looking for chores she could do on her own, going out to spend long hours gathering firewood for the Midwinter fire.

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