Is Sleep Really Important? The Answer May Surprise You
Sleep.
It's an amazing thing, no...a privilege, that others may easily take for granted.
Not you, for the moment--
The door opens, and your name is suddenly called.
Ah nuts.
You don't respond right away, still deep in sleep.
There's a faint glow around the room, now that a few candles have been lit.
A moment passes, your name is called yet again. A hand on your shoulder starts shaking you this time, "Wake up, I got news for you--"
"W-wha...was wrong?," you mumbled, cracked open an eye to see a pair of golden ones looking down at you. Must be important enough, otherwise Eda would've waited until morning.
Which means you've been asleep for over a day, ah, marvelous.
"Nothing's wrong. We just managed to get King's crown back," she pauses, to let the words sink in. That or for dramatic effect. Who knows?
"King's...crown..? Wait--you mean, you found a--..?," it works though, because now you're awake.
"Human? Yeah, long story short. The human's name is Luz. And I'm going to teach her how to be a witch."
"I...beg your pardon?"
Woah, you can't help but to admit that this was big news. Eda, the most powerful witch of the Boiling Isles, willing to teach a human?
Interesting.
Eda takes a seat on the bedding, crosses her arms, and sighs. Still trying to get used to the way you spoke, even after over a year of living together.
"I know, I know. Luz's not bad for a human, you know? She'll be working for me--for us, in exchange for her lessons. That's the deal. ...Though I'm not sure--how--," she then covers her mouth, and yawns loudly. She must be exhausted, she's really trying to stay awake.
It's becoming futile.
Your poor owl darling.
You pat the spot next to you three times, "Come to nest, it's been a long day, sweetie. We'll talk more tomorrow."
She mumbles something back, an agreement maybe? Then she suddenly plops next to you.
On most nights, she would decline, finding your nest being too soft for her liking.
'It's nothing but blankets and pillows! Where's the shimmering delights and treasures?'
...Yeah, she's that tired.
(You on the other hand, don't mind her nest, the tree branches don't bother you. It's the gold coins that cause your skin to itch.)
With a snap of her fingers, she's in her comfiest set of pajamas, and lays down closer to you.
Grabbing one of the softest blankets, you place it on top of her, wishing her a goodnight. Eda mumbles out something you think is a 'goodnight' back.
And with a simple wave of your hand, the light coming from the candles is no more.
Tomorrow will be the start of something new...for everyone, especially for the new guest of the house.