Period 1: 08 - 08:50AM || Celtic Studies

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When the students make their way into class, they find Phoebe perched on the edge of Camulus' desk, swinging her legs back and forth. There's something much different about her, a mixture of hardness and sadness flowing through her, and her eyes are masked. On the black board behind her is written "NOT ALL TRIANGLES ARE FORMED ON PURPOSE OR EASILY BROKEN" in dark red chalk. Once everyone is in their seats, Phoebe looks at each one in turn...well almost each one.

"Professor Camulus has been detained by other responsibilities, so, I'll be teaching the class today. Now, you've been learning about the Celtic Languages and where they originated. Camulus has decreed that that means you will be having a quiz in Gaidhlig on Monday. Translating simple sentences and the polite phrases from Gaidhlig to English."

She stands up and starts passing out handouts to everyone in the class. "Today, we're going to be discussing different Celtic Fairy Tales and Myths. However, these won't just be any kind of myth. These are all going to have a theme in common. That theme? Acts and sacrifices committed in the rashness of strong emotions like anger, love, hate and passion and the repercussions they can have."

After making sure every student had a handout, she returns to the front of the classroom. "First, we have The Story of Deirdre and Naois. Keep in mind while reading this that not all reasons for doing things may fit your definition of logic or intelligence. After discussing this, I'd like everyone to think of times in their lives that they have seen someone make a stupid or rash decision in a high emotion. I give you the choice of either discussing it with the class or writing a 200-word essay to be turned in to me by the end of class."

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Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

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The telepath sympathized with Phoebe. "Maybe the idea is that sometimes -- most of the time -- people are better knowing only what their own senses tell them." She winced inwardly on that one. Right. Physician, heal thy self? she thought.

Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

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Phoebe looked at Lyta with interest as it seemed the other student understood what she was saying.

"Sometimes...sometimes what you think your senses are telling you...may only be wishful thinking...or that your mind has been scrambled with..."

Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

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"Half-truths, lies, and distortions?" Lyta nodded. She frowns, thinking of Talia, of the half-life the other telepath had been living. "It's been known to happen. Secrets planted in just the right spot...our own perceptions twisted..."

Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

[sensethevisions]

"Or things in your mind being fractured and torn at...you're trying to put things back together...and then outside influences happen and you forget to heal yourself...and things...take root or get lost."

Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

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Lyta thought briefly of Byron, how she'd never really taken the time to heal after his death. She thought also how she lashed out with a vengeance afterward. She had certainly made an impact, but in her quest for revenge, she self-destructed in the process. "Or you get lost," she said quietly.

Re: Your Own Tales Or Essays

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded earnestly. "You can get lost...or you can be hurt and feel like teeth and claws are tearing at your mind and you're not sure what's really you and where you are..."