The Past And Future Collide

I suspect he will be born... I would say early to mid spring, I would guess

Pierre chuckled. "Already wishing for a boy. That is what all men wish for though the dear Lord brought me 3 daughters.

As for where you live... sounds like a good run to me. Back home, I used to run... an average of ten to twelve miles five days a week, give or take a mile or two. Sometimes it was as few as half of that distance, but usually closer to ten miles. Kinda hard to tell distances when you're going from rooftop to rooftop,

Pierre stopped and stared at Alexander, his look somewhat wary.

"I shall take my leave of you. I wish you good day." And with that the elderly man left, heading back down the road from where he came. He once looked back over his shoulder, as if unsure.

Angelina looked at her husband. "Love, I am used to your strange talk. But others are not. You must take care. The Inquisition is not in Spain alone. If you run, you must be running from something or someone. Please?"
 

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19 years of age
Alexander cocked his head. "I ran... and still run... mainly for exercise, just as a horse does, or the way an archer practices his bow. I'll admit that the messenger group I worked with did have rival teams, though it took a particular type of 'Runner' to take the rooftops like a playground. For example, the group I worked with had two other than myself who regularly took to the rooftops. Both are skilled women, though Faith did have a tendency to find... dangerous trouble... though not like what we have," he said wryly, clarifying his comment about running.
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Angelina shook her head. He just did not understand. Things could get to be a problem if he was not careful. Not only for him but for her.

She gathered the plates and began to clean them.
 

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19 years of age
Alexander noticed that Angelina seemed a bit unsure about his explanation, at least to his assumption, though he recalled that things were quite different from what he knew, which was something he would have to adjust to. "I keep forgetting that it is very, very different here from everything I've known... in some ways, it is better... simpler... in other ways, it feels so foreign... yet to survive I have to adjust so I don't stand out... much," he murmured to himself. He sighed softly, his eyes half closing before his ears twitched at the soft sound of the plates being cleaned off.
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"I just don't want any more problems. That demonic creature is enough for now. I know you and love you. And I accept what you tell me as truth. Others would consider it the work of the devil and might inform the Inquisition." She stopped and began to softly tear up. "Love, I couldn't live without you. I've seen what the Inquisition can do to families."
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander chuckled, knowing her comment about the Inquisition 'not being just in Spain' had been picked up from his thoughts. "I know you picked up that particular detail from my own thoughts, Angel... as the history classes I recall focused primarily on the Spanish Inquisition, but didn't really focus on anywhere else it may have been. Just goes to prove that what history showed wasn't all there was... funny... never thought I wouldn't just hear about history... but be part of it," he said with a chuckle. "Besides, how else would a soldier or a knight know how to wield his sword or armor without training? That's pretty much what I do... just a different kind of training. Hmmm, wonder if I could find a good blacksmith," he said thoughtfully.

He said that mainly because he did have some experience with blade making, though it was a bit different from what he was used to doing, he was sure.

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"I do not know how far away the nearest village is, tho it must not be too far. Do you wish to go and check it out? If you do, please watch what you say to people. We do not want to bring too much attention to ourselves.

Please take care."
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander cocked his head as a thought occurred to him. "Do you want me to find a wagon or cart for you to ride in? I'll pull it with you to the village. Just in case you find something you desire or can use," he said, his tone shifting from thoughtful to shy near the end. Admittedly, it was partially because he thought she'd want to get out of the cabin even for a short time, and because he liked being with her, yet at the same time, he saw that as a way to train his body to become stronger.

"You're the shepherd of my heart, so treat it tenderly. It's a heart that needs your ever-loving care. You're the shepherd of my heart until eternity, lead it not into the valley of despair. While it's in your keeping, guard it with your love, shelter it from harm along life's way. You're the shepherd of my heart and, darling, honestly, it's a heart that will not ever go astray. You're the shepherd of my heart, so surely you must know, you have but to speak and my heart will obey. It's at your command, my dear, because it loves you so, so, my darling shepherd, guide it where you may. If it be green pastures or a rocky road, it will follow you and not ask why. You're the shepherd of my heart until the trumpet blows, and I go to meet the shepherd in the sky."

He jumped in surprise at the unexpected sound, caught off guard. He saw Angelina's eyes widen in shock and surprise, clearly not expecting it as well.

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Do you want me to find a wagon or cart for you to ride in? I'll pull it with you to the village. Just in case you find something you desire or can use.

She smiled and fell into his arms. "You always think of me, don't you? My love." Life felt perfect when he enfolded her in his arms.

Then he began to quote poetry to her, his voice low yet clear. There was a sing song quality to it, a style that was Alexander's own way.

Suddenly a sound broke forth, like a musical echo of what he had just sung to her.

"What is that?' She whispered. She could tell by his look that he had not expected it either.
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander exhaled as he found his phone before flicking it open with a snap of his wrist. "At home.... what was.... home... there were those who often were paid to create music, basically as bards.... I kinda had a strange nickname because I am able to memorize and play a song back by only hearing it two or three times. Most people had musicians they liked, though one of my personal favorites was a man by the name of Johnny Cash. That was actually one of his older songs... the man himself had passed away nearly eleven years ago... I told you the year I came from was 2014... though the year that particular song came out was nearly sixty years before... in 1958," his tone was shy. He wasn't sure if he should mention the odd 'human jukebox' nickname he'd picked up, as he wasn't fond of that name.

He was sure she would notice that he'd specifically said 'what was home' rather than 'what is home'. There was a simple reason for that wording: to him, wherever Angelina was... was home. "Funny thing, that, some think of a city or village as their home... for me... it's the woman who draws my eye like a magnet," he thought as his gaze flickered from the floor to Angelina.

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Angelina heard his thoughts.

Funny thing, that, some think of a city or village as their home... for me... it's the woman who draws my eye like a magnet

Her heart swelled hearing his thoughts and she rushed into his arms, her own arms thrown around him and her cheek pressed against his chest.

"Oh, I love you, my dear. And I think that I will go with you to town, if nothing more that to help keep you out of trouble." She gave a light laugh and kissed him. "If you're sure you don't mind me going with you."
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander was a bit surprised when his wife tackled him in a tight hug. "I have no problem at all with you being there, though it may get rather boring... not to mention probably chilly as well, and we lack a cloak to keep you warm," he said softly as he shivered slightly. "Funny how most guys my age would be more concerned with finding a job or a woman to lay with... not only was the thought of a wife the last that crossed my mind... it was the last I expected. I wouldn't change anything that has happened, though... except for that damned thing essentially destroying Angelina's family," he thought. "What if I told you that someone took those verses from John 4:4–26, about the Samaritan woman at the well... and turned it into a song?" he said curiously.
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Angelina laughed. "Very sound advice, my love. Perhaps I should stay home and make myself a cloak. And you one too. I'll look through the blankets here. There may be one or two wool ones that I can cut up and use. That would be better use of my time, would it not?" She kissed him.

"But, you could go if you wish. I wish we had something that you could take to sell. Maybe you could look the village over and see if you see anything that they might have a need for. Something that we could supply? Just a thought..."

And as an afterthought, she added, "and please be careful, love!"
 

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19 years of age
Alexander smirked slightly as he thought about it. "Oh, but we do. There were things known as 'jukeboxes', though they are very complicated in how they worked. My... awkward nickname was actually the 'human jukebox'... as I only have to hear a song three or four times to memorize it and play it," he said shyly. For him, that nickname was a bit insulting, though accurate.

As he spoke, he picked up the lute, taking a slow breath. As his fingers brushed over the strings, he exhaled softly and inhaled deeply.

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She listened, smiling as he sang. As he finished, she told him, " I guess you do have something to sell."

She kissed him. "Do you want to go then and I shall stay here and see if l can make cloaks. And if we can afford it, I have a craving for milk. And something sweet." She stopped.

"Ignore me. It is the pregnancy talking. Just see what you can do. I need to get busy."

She kissed him and went off in search of wool blankets.
 
"No, love, no one wishes to hear me sing, except you. Off you go and I will stay here and see if I can produce something we can wear."

She headed off to the armoire. It was a simple one and she started digging through the things, looking for things she could use.
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander shrugged, deciding not to push the idea, though he felt she had a beautiful voice. "So I'm biased, who cares? I'm pretty sure every husband feels their wife is the most beautiful woman on the planet," he thought wryly. Despite this new telepathic connection, they were unaware if it had a distance limit for their communication. He exhaled softly as he cleared his mind, feeling the Void form in the back of his mind as he slid the earbuds into his ears, tapping the buttons on the sides as he shivered slightly at the chill in the air, though he gauged it was about mid to high 40s in temperature, which was pretty familiar to him. He slid the lute over his shoulder as he accessed his phone, letting music flow freely as he shifted his weight into a light jog, humming softly as he jogged.

It didn't take him long to spot Jacque's cabin, which was a bit larger than theirs, though he didn't pause nor a low down.

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She managed to find enough blankets that she could make them both a cape with an attached hood. She would make his first. He was out in the weather more than her and needed it. Besides she had an idea for hers. She tried sending him a mental message.

"If possible, bring me back some colored threads. All colors. If we can afford it."

Meanwhile, she started a stew cooking on the hearth. Alexander would be cold and hungry when he returned home tonight and she wanted food ready for him. There was still some of the bread left over and that would go good with the stew. It was more vegetables than meat, but it should still work.

She got busy on his cape. She hoped to have a large portion of it done by the time he got home.
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander tilted his head. "I'll make sure that you have colored thread, though there are herbs that when saturated give off natural dyes," he advised. He was quite interested upon seeing the village. He did notice the small inn, though it didn't look like it had too many patrons within. "Do you have entertainment to distract from the coming chill? I can provide some," he offered. He heard one snort. "Prove it, fool," a burly man grunted.

Alexander smirked slightly as he stepped onto the small porch before lightly tapping his foot, his fingers lightly brushing over the strings.

He didn't realize that, by clearing his mind as was habitual for him, Angelina would hear him very clearly.

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Angelina spent much of the day sewing and cooking over the fire, making sure that the stew would be ready for him when he arrived. She realized that she should have probably should have asked for an additional needle instead of something sweet.

The one good thing was that she was serenaded by her love all day. Apparently, Sebastian could hear the music too and seemed to favor certain songs that Alexander sang.

He worked hard, singing song after song. She knew that he would be tired and hungry. She would not be finished with his cape but she would be close. It would need him trying it on for her to get the measurements right.
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander cleared his throat. He had indeed gotten quite a bit of coin for the day, more than enough to not only get several different shades of colored thread, but needles to use and a couple of good sized gourds that were easily the size of his head of milk. As he started his way back from the village, his low voice echoed in the air for several seconds after his departure.

He smirked slightly as he hummed softly, letting Angelina hear the music in his mind, chuckling softly as he stepped onto the porch of the cabin.

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She checked upon the stew. It could be eaten at any time. A large knife made short work of the leftover bread That should finish it off. She needed to start another loaf tonight so that it could be cooked in the morning.

She had been sung to all day. This was a strange bit surely yet something new that they both accepted. She could feel him getting closer. In addition, she had started getting messages, something like a voice in her head, giving her information like weather, or things happening in the forest. Almost as if...the animals were talking to her. That could not be.

She heard his footsteps on the porch and the song he sang. She dipped up the stew up into a big bowl and sat a large slice of the bread at his place at the table. As he came through the door she was dipping up her bowl full.
 

Alexander Èirílae Campbell
19 years of age
Alexander looked amused. "You asked for milk and colored thread. I have both, and I was able to find some sugar cane... very sweet, and if we're able to cultivate it alongside the yeast cuttings I found... we will be able to easily live very comfortably. Hmmm, I have to wonder if the castle I found has a wine cellar, as I do have knowledge of creating some very pleasant drinks, most of them non-alcoholic," his tone was thoughtful as he carefully knocked off the majority of the mud from his boots before setting them aside.
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She waited until he set down his purchases before she pressed herself into his arms and kissed him hard.

"Oh, my love, I missed you so today." Though in touch with him mentally, her body had missed his physical touch.
 
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