The Price of Immortality

Lapis

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If Ashkii thought it was going to be a productive day in the Academy library, then she was quite wrong with that assumption. She had spent the better part of the afternoon in a secluded corner, several books spread out on the table she was sitting at. The books themselves were rather old, the leather bindings worn with age. She had a notebook in front of her with some notes taken, but they weren't nearly as long as she would have liked them to be. Ashkii sighed and sat back in her chair, rubbing her tired eyes with exasperation. This wasn't going nearly as well as she had hoped it would, but at least she had been allowed into the library.

She had thought, when the idea had first come to her, that she might not be allowed in, seeing as she wasn't a student at the academy. Her school days were long behind her. But after she had made her plight known to the librarian, the woman had taken pity on her and led Ashkii to a corner of the library and began bringing back several books that Ashkii might would find some answers in. After leaving them on the table, the librarian went back to her desk, assuring Ashkii that she would be around should the tigress need anything. Hours had passed, and Ashkii had not gotten any closer to finding the answers that she sought.

Those answers lay within the books about immortality, a subject that Ashkii quickly found to be quite opinionated. Immortality meant something different to each other, other than the obvious boon of an eternal life. But what did it mean to Ashkii? It meant that she would have to watch her parents die, the last of her family clan. It meant that she would have to give her first child to the witch who had cast the infernal spell, and who stood to gain the most from the bargain. SHe knew her parents had done it out of concern for their line and love for their daughter, but Ashkii still couldn't see the wisdom in the decision. They were all paying a huge, personal price, so what did they really gain? A daughter left to try and rebuild their clan, she thought rather bitterly, golden eyes narrowed in anger as she looked at the old tomes. It would be stupid to assume that she could outlive the witch that had cursed her, because what witch grants immortality to others but not to her own self first? No, Ashkii would not outlive her.......so what could she do?

A snarl build up within her, one that she couldn't release in the quite of the library. The tension that she was building was palpable though, and with an effort, she forced herself to try and relax. She realized that her hands had balled into fists, and she slowly uncurled her fingers, placing her hands flat on the table. It wouldn't do to let her anger get the better of her, to let her instincts give in. A library certainly wasn't the place to let a tiger roam free after all. Instead, she slid forward in her chair again, making an effort to slide a book towards her to flip through it. There just had to be some answers somewhere.




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Lapis

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Ashkii really wasn't comprehending the words that were in front of her at this point, and she assumed that exhaustion was beginning to take it's toll. What was her hurry? After all, she only had the rest of forever to find answers right? Immortality wasn't going to save the small number of her clan though. She was born as a "strawberry" tiger, which was rare enough as it is. She rubbed her temples, so involved with her own thoughts that she didn't hear the approach of someone behind her.

"What are you reading?"

Startled, she jumped, knocking over a few of the books that she had onto the floor with a loud thud. Ashkii winced and got up from her seat, bending down to pick up some of the books. "I guess I'm not reading anything at the moment," she muttered, turning to see who it was that had come up behind her. It was a man, and he didn't look like he was one of the librarians that worked in the college library, so it was logical of her to assume that he was either a student or a teacher. She was irritated though, both at what she was reading and at him for interrupting her. Inwardly though she was grateful for the interruption, but she wasn't going to admit that to him.

"You know they have signs that say "Quiet" for a reason," she said after a moment, gritting her teeth at the lame response.
 
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