We have here a big long description of Daffak walking up
through the few outbuildings, past the bath house and to the men’s house. it’s meant to show his reluctance to do what
he has to do and his leave taking of all the things that he is familiar
with he remembers how young he was when
he decided to go up the valley and work there
he remembers herding goats and learning the rocks and sneaking out into
the edges of things
he talks about the warmth of the valley, where it is located
and where it ends we see a metaphor for
leaving the familiar and welcoming
he waits at the entrance to the men’s house. finally someone comes out and he looks
pointedly at the ground, holding the cub, which is trying to chew on his
fingers he gets a gruff what do you want
in a language that he’s pretty sure his sister’s don’t know, but that he’s
proud to have learned to speak correctly
he says that he needs to talk to the ship chief – which will
be a foreign sounding word – I’ll work on it – that he has a father line
question, because he has been raised by women.
he knows it’s the right thing to say – that the ship’s ruler is held to
be a father by all in his ship – he’s got the cultural spin correct
the message goes in, but not quickly. that wouldn’t do it would give the message too much
importance the man has to take a stretch
and a casual leak against the wall by the side of the door before wandering
back in, scratching his butt ostentatiously.
the chief also does not hurry out. partly this gives the message a chance to
spread, in case any of the men want to be present. Daffak is interpreting the action for us and
we’re going to have to guess that he’s accurate maybe he can predict about when
various people will wander outside and what they will scratch
he has to keep his eyes down, because he’s one of the women,
until the chief says his name after that
he will look the chief straight in the eye to show that he’s not afraid and
that he knows he’ll be a man someday, that he has the right to ask what the
right thing to do is, if it involves his place among men
then the chief comes over and pisses in the exact same spot
as the other man there is chuckling, but
it’s in the back. Daffak can tell from
the body language that the men see this as important. that they’re looking forward to doing man
things right
the chief steps up and says his name – he lifts his face and
looks the man in the eyes. it’s more
exciting than he thought – a little scary, thinking of the importance of the
thing and being looked at. he’s glad he
has a good story, even if it’s a lie.
he’s glad he knows that the men will approve, even if it was his stupid
sister that told him it would be
He holds up the cub and says honored sir, I’ve had a
dream. He talks of seeing a man in a
dream who told him that he was his grandfather.
He followed the man and with each step the man became older. The man didn’t hold a sword or spear, but had
a long knife in his belt and bracelets on his arms. He got older and older. His hair turned white and grew long. His fingernails thickened and his back
humped. He lost his teeth, but kept
walking strongly. Then he stopped.
Daffak looked around and saw that the men were listening
closely to his story. This was clearly
something important to them. Daffak said
that he tried to catch up to the old man, but he could not run and however fast
he walked, the old man was still many steps away. Finally, Daffak tired and stopped. The man pointed at his feet and said
sacrifice, then disappeared. Daffak
walked up to the place where the man had been and there in the snow was a wolf
cub.
“Then I woke, sir.
And later that day, while I was climbing in the rocks, I heard a
whimpering and followed it and found this.
It’s a girl cub and may not be fitting for a sacrifice. I come to ask you what to do, with this dream
and this cub.
with dreams, a man must follow his heart – what does your
heart tell you to do
my heart tells me to walk out of the valley – to go north
and east, then south and west. My heart
tells me that I will find my grandfather, who has been looking for – and here
he almost makes the mistake of saying my mother, but that would take it out of the
strict father line – he almost looks down, not out of fear, but because it’s a
habit and when he gets distracted the habit starts to assert itself
looking for his kin.
here he looks over and sees his father.
his father has a hand on the shoulder of his oldest son. the son’s face is livid with hate and his
father is warning him to hold back. for
a moment Daffak touches eyes with his father and his father beams with pride. he knows that the connection between them is
being denied and he knows why. he
approves. he is grateful for the help of
an understanding son. he knows that
there is something wrong, that Groolette is about to do something stupid and he
appreciates the sacrifice being made for his line. then their eyes part
If that is what your heart tells you , then that is what you
must do. Is there anyone who can
accompany you on this journey.
there is my sister and one aunt who are in my care. I should take them, to see that they are
protected and to have someone to cook food.
There are chuckles.
You take two to protect.
Do you take no one to protect you?
Daffak blinks. Says
proudly – no – as if he had given no thought to being protected and never
would. there are more chuckles
the chief unties a wooden ring from his vest and gives it to
Daffak. For luck, he says then he turns to the other men. See that he leaves with our good wishes. See that he has proper clothing. He is going where the wind blows hard.
the men take him into the men’s house and sit him down near
the entrance. they go to packs stacked
around the room. each man comes back
with something. usually it is something
small, carved out of wood. but one gives
a small knife. two give leather thongs,
for tying things. Groolette brings over
an old pair of leather pants. they’ve
been split and tied to let him continue to wear them long after he had outgrown
them. It’s clear he wants to be shut of
them and that he likes giving this women’s boy his castoffs. But it’s a good gift and Daffak gives a curt
nod of acknowledgement. The boy seems to
approve of the stern looks.
he also got, a winding of six inch wide linen, a small
pouch, and a ball of jute twine. from
his father he got a small box, which he didn’t open. it would have been rude. Daffak folded the pants in half, first
lengthwise and then up and down. He stacked
up all of the small things on the pants and left them spread in his lap for all
to see. it was a good haul for a woman’s
son.
Finally one last man came over with some dried meat. It had flecks of pepper on it, which made it
desirable.
Do you have a water skin, the chief asked
yes sir he answered
are you sister and aunt ready to go?
I know my sister is. I
don’t think my aunt will take much more than she is wearing.
Then go quickly. Stop
at the other houses for anything you still need. that’s the best way to take our good wishes
with you
Daffak stood then and said I thank you for your good
wishes. And for your good advice. And he turned and left, slowly, with his head
high.
He went
to the back of the bath house. As he
expected, there were two aunts there with a backpack and a water skin. Daffak stowed the gifts in the pack, tucking
the little carvings down low, where they would be less likely to pop out by
accident when he removed something else.
Then he walked up the trail without looking back. He didn’t bother to thank the aunts. they were just doing what they wanted for
their own reasons
Daffak
finds the aunts to be creepy and thinks scrying is a kind of cheat. He walk until he runs out of shelled pathway,
then he puts down the puppy and lets it bound along behind him. It will tire itself out and want to be
carried soon enough. Let it have some
fun.
Daffak
passes his sister and Lillibell without even looking up. They fall into line behind him. he looks back at the bath house. the men have gathered there and one or two of
them are pointing and smiling and saying something to the others. It takes Daffak a moment, then he realizes
that they’ve just seen him treat womenfolk like they do. He’s pleased to have their approval, and to
be like them. But he also feel
guilty. He got their approval at someone
else’s expense.
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