Interview with Ralf (Under
a Wild and Darkening Sky)
1. I understand you are newly arrived in High Meadow. Are
you pleased to be here?
The only reason we’re here is because my father is obsessed
with flying horses. Oh, and the town needed a baker. My father’s a
baker—perfect fit. Not so much for me. I have friends in Merioneth, where we’re
from. I don’t need to be here slaving for arrogant riders of pampered flying
horses.
2. And your sister? How does she feel?
Alyna’s a quiet one. Too soon to tell. Mum pushes her to
make friends, and maybe she has one here in the new town. She’s stopping by one
of the barns pretty often to talk to the barn leader’s daughter. She’ll
probably fall in with the whole Aerial Games sect and absorb herself in a barn.
3. Would you like to be a rider or a groom?
Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy cheering for my favorite barn
during the Aerial Games. I’ve met a girl…she’s got a different view of High
Meadow and its horses. The winged horses came from Tremeirchson, you know,
which is nearly a ghost town now. She hopes to revive it…maybe I’ve said too
much.
4. Revive Tremeirchson? Won’t High Meadow object?
Of course! But a little competition is healthy! All we need
to do…um she needs to do…is get one flying horse established in Tremeirchson.
Just one.
5. A noble pursuit, I suppose, but aren’t all the flying
horses in the world controlled by High Meadow’s riders?
Exactly my point. Time for a younger generation to spread
the wealth. We’re not alone, you know. Many eyes watch High Meadow for just
such an opportunity as we are waiting for.
6. Do your parents support this idea?
You can’t tell them! They barely think of me as grown
up—they’d never believe I could be valuable to this quest. Papa is devoted to
Evan, making a fool out of himself whenever the barn leader appears at the
bakery. When he doesn’t come, Papa bakes bread and delivers it for free. Mum
worries, I know, but she’s tired of traveling. We spent a year on the road
after being booted out of Merioneth. That was hard on her. With Alyna settling
in, too, Mum is afraid to upset the town elders. Or she would be if she knew.
We’re a very secret group.
7. Your hints are mystifying, Ralf, but I know when to stop
asking questions. Good luck to you and your family on your new ventures in High
Meadow.
You are very welcome. Take a loaf of the pandemayne, the
good stuff, when you go.
Thanks for including me in your blogfest!
ReplyDeleteLinda