[ that's why i told you just walking out the gates is fine, kaveh says. what alhaitham hears: that the wind is gentle today, that the sun illuminates the myriad of colours that make up sumeru city, and kaveh, his kaveh, who cannot allow himself to want, once again has no choice but to turn his eyes back to the world. sumeru city glides out from beneath their feet. the canopy casts uneven sheathes of shadow over the flaxen gold of kaveh's hair. alhaitham corrects their course, checks the heading of the wind, and begins to bank. a wing dips just so. the divine tree's trunk is like the fulcrum of a shifting world.
kaveh speaks of fishing, of camping. alhaitham, who has never enjoyed either of these things, considers it. there are ponds, and lakes. there are enough sickly-looking shrubbery dotting the landscape for kaveh to force alhaitham to practice his sketching as they wait for fish to bite. there are the stars out from beneath the canopy of the rainforest, should they choose to pursue it.
the world is vast. the world is also not kind. the medication it would take and the amenities to bring on such a trip to ease kaveh's comfort would be substantial. ]
Is learning a new craft alone not enough novelty for my life?
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kaveh speaks of fishing, of camping. alhaitham, who has never enjoyed either of these things, considers it. there are ponds, and lakes. there are enough sickly-looking shrubbery dotting the landscape for kaveh to force alhaitham to practice his sketching as they wait for fish to bite. there are the stars out from beneath the canopy of the rainforest, should they choose to pursue it.
the world is vast. the world is also not kind. the medication it would take and the amenities to bring on such a trip to ease kaveh's comfort would be substantial. ]
Is learning a new craft alone not enough novelty for my life?
[ but alhaitham considers it. ]