[She pauses a moment, considering what story to tell.]
I am sure I've told you of Elua, the son of Yeshua ben Yosef and Mary Magdalene, and you know how he wandered the earth alone, save for his companions. Have I told you of Elua's Companions?
So you know f-for sure that that's all what happened? In some worlds ... l-like mine? We don't know for sure. People just t-t-tend to rely on faith, not ... actually knowing.
If a stork builds its nest on your roof or chimney, you will live long and be wealthy.
Rainwater found on tombstones will remove freckles. Which does not work.
Hairs that have been combed out must be burned, for if a bird carries them to its nest, one will get headaches; if a starling carries them to its nest, one will go blind with cataracts.
One of the most common superstitions of the ballerinas was that if they didn't go around in groups of half a dozen or so, one of the many monsters that lurked in the cellars would spirit them away.
A lot of the girls also believed that if a pair of ballet slippers broke the day before a performance, it was a sign that it would all go terribly wrong. I don't think anything disastrous ever happened because of that, though.
Oh, and there was also the one about powder puffs. It's not really a superstition, but it's quite funny... whenever someone lost a powder puff, it was immediately blamed on the Opera Ghost. As if he went around stealing powder puffs of all things!
Once during a thunderstorm I am terrified of thunder, you see, my employer Aislin told me an Irish myth about a ghost! Alas, it was a poem, so I do not remember it, but I can certainly paraphrase if you are interested.
Very well, I shall recite to you what I know! This man, you see, his dogs were howling up quite a storm, so he goes to look out the window. Through the glass, he sees a procession of ghosts! The man had known all of these people at one point or another, but they had all drowned! How gruesome! Some of these people the man had not even known had passed on!
One single ghost looks his way. It is his mother! The man is ecstatic! However, the ghosts keep on moving, forming a sort of bridge, and he can not cross. The man blinks, and the ghosts are all gone. Then the man cries!
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I have several I could give you...would you prefer one of my country, or one of the countries around us?
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[She pauses a moment, considering what story to tell.]
I am sure I've told you of Elua, the son of Yeshua ben Yosef and Mary Magdalene, and you know how he wandered the earth alone, save for his companions. Have I told you of Elua's Companions?
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Uh.
[Laughs.]
I don't know where to start! Anything a little more specific you're curious about?
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[A pause as she thinks. Hm.]
Well, your world had a lot of m-magic and stuff, right? Since you're a Seer and all th-that...
Does your world have any explanation for m-magic, or do you just accept th-th-that it exists?
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That's ... r-r-really cool, actually.
[More thinky-pausing.]
So you know f-for sure that that's all what happened? In some worlds ... l-like mine? We don't know for sure. People just t-t-tend to rely on faith, not ... actually knowing.
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If a stork builds its nest on your roof or chimney, you will live long and be wealthy.
Rainwater found on tombstones will remove freckles. Which does not work.
Hairs that have been combed out must be burned, for if a bird carries them to its nest, one will get headaches; if a starling carries them to its nest, one will go blind with cataracts.
Some rather strange ones.
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One of the most common superstitions of the ballerinas was that if they didn't go around in groups of half a dozen or so, one of the many monsters that lurked in the cellars would spirit them away.
A lot of the girls also believed that if a pair of ballet slippers broke the day before a performance, it was a sign that it would all go terribly wrong. I don't think anything disastrous ever happened because of that, though.
Oh, and there was also the one about powder puffs. It's not really a superstition, but it's quite funny... whenever someone lost a powder puff, it was immediately blamed on the Opera Ghost. As if he went around stealing powder puffs of all things!
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One single ghost looks his way. It is his mother! The man is ecstatic! However, the ghosts keep on moving, forming a sort of bridge, and he can not cross. The man blinks, and the ghosts are all gone. Then the man cries!
[Wall cringes. Creepy.]
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