Honey Ball Magick
Blog entry

03/03/05

When I went to see the boys last night, I was lying in the bed between them. Tolirion said to me straight away, "I brought you a present!" "A present?" "Yes, I made it myself." and he produced a little stone box with a carved openwork lid.

Inside was a honey ball. This is a form of Tularin confection (or candy almost) that is made by heating large amounts of honey so that it reduces until it crystalizes into little tiny flakes. These are then rolled into little balls about an inch or so in diameter. The process takes forever, lots of standing and stirring of big steaming pots. He was so excited about it. I really didn't know what to say at first. He'd gone to all that trouble to make it.

I thanked him, and I told him I loved it. His face kind of fell though because he could tell there was something wrong that I wasn't talking about. He asked me what was wrong, and I said, "I can't really taste it, though I'm sure it's delicious. I can't eat food from home, Love. The box is beautiful though, may I keep that?" He looked a bit crushed. "Oh. I...forgot." he said. Taste and scent are the 2 most difficult senses to get through the links. Then I had an idea.

I told him that perhaps he could taste it for me and Send me the taste. I told him that's how Torlinque eats chocolate from my realm. I eat it, and he perceives it. I told him if it works that direction it probably works in the reverse too. "I'm no good at magick. Not like you two are." he said. I told him that was nonsense. If he can engineer plants and flowers like he does, he can do this too. He said he'd try. He held the little box in his hand and licked the honey ball. Then he closed his eyes and tried the Send. The taste just barely came through. I told him to try it again, but to actually bite a little piece off this time. He did, and I concentrated extra hard on pulling it through the link. It was faint, but definitely there. It tasted like clover honey, but with a little more depth.

Then Tolirion wanted Torlinque to try, insisting that he was better at it. So Torlinque, who had been smiling and watching us while absently running his hand over my tummy, picked up the honey ball out of the box in Tolirion's hand with his fingers and bit off about half of it. He Sent me the taste of it. It was the same taste, only filtered through Torlinque's energy signature. It was interesting to understand that not only was I tasting the honey ball, but I was experiencing it as each of them did, and that their perceptions of the same taste differ from each other slightly. It made me understand how some people can absolutely love the taste of a particular food, while others hate it. It was a pretty cool thing to discover about the both of them.

Torlinque put the half of the honey ball he wasn't eating into Tolirion's mouth and said, "Kiss me." and gave Tolirion a very wicked look. Tolirion swallowed hard. When our Dark Knight demands to be kissed we do not refuse him, so kiss him Tolirion did, for nearly half a minute. Because I was still lying between them, little flakes of crystalized honey fell onto my stomach.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." I said looking down at myself, "Look at this horrible mess you boys have made! Who's going to clean this up?" Torlinque gave that low velevet chuckle of his and said, "Me." and started licking them off me. Tolirion said, "Ooh. Me too." and a muffled "Sorry about that." whilst joining in.

I took the little box the honey ball had been in out of Tolirion's hand to look at it more closely. "You know, I think I would like to keep this. It would be rather nice to have a few things here that are just mine. This is my house afterall. Just a few little things, maybe in a little space over on the desk."

Torlinque raised his head and looked at me, "All your things are in storage, Love. What exactly did you have in mind?" I got really quiet then. I couldn't remember what any of my things had been or had looked like. I was just about to cry, when I suddenly remembered something and grinned instead, "My comb! Can you see if you can find my comb, and my mirror? I would like to have them again. You can brush my hair with them." "Yes. I think there is a trunk there with all the things from your dressing table in it." he said. "I'd like to keep them on the desk with this little box, and those will be my things." I said, all bouncy. "Fine with me, Love." Torlinque said, almost laughing at me.