Book 07.019 Di by Di
Chapter 7
4 zen and 46 di. 622 di to exact.
That was all Silvia could afford to save each month. Most cotton shirt are worth more than 622 di. Pants normally cost 2000 di, a dress 3000 di. A loaf of bread was 200 di; A soda drink: 150 di. To get Jemal back from the orphanage she would have to make a 29880 di down pay ment. To get a decent education in Elison, it would take an additional 50000 di.
622 di.
A liter of water was 232 di, A pound of good meat: 744 di; a pound of bad meat: 360 di.
She had 622 di.
She would have a lot more if she were not a singal women. Because she was women and because she was not “supporting a family” she recieve 5/8 of what a man in her same postitiion would get. With that extra money she’d had 3552 di left over each month.
But instead she had 622 di.
That was what she had left over after she had squeeze every di she had. She had to avoid meat and fresh vegetables. She would have sew her own cloth after a 18 hour work day. She found that her hair was of monetary valuable and cropped it off to pay for other expenses. She would ahve to sell some of her finer possesions in order to cover medical bills.
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She was a Patronis. Patroni do not have weak body. They are not fagile like wizard and witches. They are resilient and can withstand much physical hardship but they can not touch 2174 To with out suffering major damage.
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That month she caught a stomach flu. She was forced to take days off. She had the flu for 12 days. She worked 19 days. There are only 23 days in a Marlyc month.
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That month she had been robbed. She had been staying in the mold smelling room she called home for over a year now. She had foolishly left one of the windows to her room open. The one and only door had been locked. Thankfully her magic kept the rest of her saving safe. She had filed a report with the factory police. They caught the thief four months later and fired him. The most of the money was found but never returned. The factory police kept on the grounds that she and the other factory workers could not prove that the money was theirs. Because of the polices greed, one of the factory’s worker daughter died of the measles. With out the money he could not afford a doctor visit nor the medicine to save her.
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One day one her way to work Siliva found a 36 di coin on the sidewalk.
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622 di. After 622 di after 622. Slowly, but steadily; sluggishly but surely Silvia was building her child’s future. Bleeding hands and short hair, 2nd degree burns and weekly baths, they were all more than worth it. Silvia had not worthy life left. She was a failed Patronis. Armington Steal Cruelty Incorporated (as the worker liked to call it) was more than worth her son life. Sorcerer or not, bastard or not, Jemal Civil was her son and she banished or not, hell bound or not was his mother. She was his only hope and he was her only world for the next seven years.