[New Posting Week July 18 - July 25]
To Aesop’s credit, the play had been… enjoyable. Astrochelys had fallen asleep and Apisto had needed to put a simple silencing spell on them to block out the snoring, but the whole experience had been rather nice. It was some story about a handsome young fisherman and a great sky whale that he fell in love with, played by a large, beautiful woman with flowing white dress and wings that caught the light of the stage. Her singing had been immaculate—the younger actor could’ve used a bit more work, but he was promising. All in all, Apisto had been fully engaged, and he found it difficult to care that Aesop was likely watching him the whole time with a self-satisfied smile on his face.