(IC) Lost in Dreams (Julian)

[TGLS]

Originally Posted by ericthered

"Vendors sell one kind of food. Every day. That's how it works. People choose what they want. The <place she works at> feeds people on our shift, and we change up the food type by meal.

"I see. I thought it had to do with the..." I'm at a loss for words to describe night. "Constant light? No darkness? No... [English] nighttime."

Originally Posted by ericthered

(that is far too fancy language for what he is actually saying!)

I suppose I could start looking at a Simple English dictionary and make sentences terser, but I think adding in a simplification step to the translation convention works just as fine.

Originally Posted by ericthered

"That could be. They still could paranoid and running the checks far too often."

"Yes" [The leaders are the ones who are apparently giving the order to check]

"Maybe the guards are lying so they have more opportunities to steal. The guards are the eyes and ears, right? Garbage in, garbage out."

Originally Posted by ericthered

"I can see that. How far from trouble are you now?"

"Unsure. Far, beyond Riask far. Maybe beyond beyond Riask. Beyond Kiraskan maybe." I gather my thoughts for a moment, It's bittersweet; happy and sad. I've left my troubles behind, along with everything else."

I glance at my journal, "Almost everything else."

Originally Posted by ericthered

Skalindir. Bumundo is his.

"I suppose little people," I pause to look for something less idiomatic, "not rich, unimportant people, have no say in whether Bumundo is Skalindir's or not. Who decides?"