A Bloodied Kitchen Knife

[Heimdalic_Dreams]

"Oh, darling, darling! Did you hear? You simply won't believe what's being whispered! That little orphan girl, yes, her! Spotted again! Can you imagine? And not too far from the last time, either, bless her stars. Hardly made it out of the district before she goes and gets herself caught up in something else dramatic. Honestly, it's like she's just asking for trouble, isn't it? I suppose missing your parents just... Sets some children off, makes 'em act out, bless their little hearts.

But this time, you'll never guess who she got into it with! One of the Songbirds of Koretheia! Aelora Kasca herself! Can you imagine? A step down from Varrach, I suppose, if you're measuring by... Notoriety. Or perhaps, utterly the opposite direction? Trading the scoundrel's ear for the songbirds advice, eh? I do wonder if that was intentional. You know, a desperate plea for redemption, or some such thing?

But then... Oh, my dear, the ending! They say... Well, they say she took her kitchen knife - yes, a common paring knife, of all things! - and plunged it directly, directly into the Songbird's torso! A huge, gaping splash of blood, right there in the feilds! Can you believe the audacity? I do hope that poor Aelora woman is quite alright... Honestly, kids today! So impertinent, so utterly bold. They pick up any little trinket and think it makes them invincible. It's truly a tragedy, isn't it?"