Originally posted by BidMyBlood2Run
Lila couldn't believe it. Thay was dead? She fell to the the ground weeping. She then swam to her bedroom, closing the door, and cried herself to sleep.-------------------------------------------------------
Lila awoke a couple hours later and swam around the palace looking for Ewan.
"Ewan?" She called out. She couldn't find him and a fear fell upon her.
Thay's ghostly visage appeared inf ront of Lila. His glowed white.
Originally posted by *- - -*
~No, you should. I'm not a nerd, but I'm interested...~
((okay then here goes: The epidemic now known as the 'black death' happened in Europe in the late 1340's. So many people died that some were convinced that it would be the end of the world. Most historians agree that Europe lost anywhere from a third to half of its population between 1347 and 1400. Here's the part I find most interesting: even today, nobody is really sure what disease it was that caused the black death. Most people blame it on a little fellow named Yersinia pestis, aka Bubonic Plague. Back in 1894, a guy named Alexandre Yersin was studying Bubonic Plague. It sounded similar enough to some of the accounts of the black death that he decided they were the same. Yersinia pestis lives in fleas that infest rodents. Once the rats got bitten by the fleas and died, the fleas jumped onto humans. Two thirds to three quarters of the people who got bitten by said fleas died within a few days. The reason people are not sure that it was bubonic plague is that people knew very little about medicine in the 1300's, and didn't describe the symptoms well enough for modern doctors to identify the disease. Actually, Yersinia pestis was not identified until a bubonic plague epidemic in China in 1894. Alexandre Yersin associated bubonic plague with the medieval plague because of one odd symptom they shared: the big, dark swellings or "buboes" that appeared on victims.
An interesting observation that has lead many scientists that it was not Yersinia pestis that caused the plague is that people alive at the time didn't associate flea bites and dead rats with the disease. Also, rats don't move around a lot, but the black death could cross huge distances in only a few days. Modern bubonic plague spreads only a few miles a year, as opposed to the black death, which got from Southern Italy to Norway in about two years. Furthermore, English burial records from the time suggest that it spread from person to person, not from rats to people. Some historians argue that fleas can survive for several months without a host, so they could have traveled long distances in bales of cloth carried by merchants. Other people say that fleas didn't use rats at all--they just hopped directly from person to person. Some think that the black death was caused by a different form of the bacteria, one in which bacteria live in people's lungs and spread when that person sneezes or coughs. (like a cold) And, there are people who think that it was a very different form of contagious disease--maybe a deadly strain of influenza (the flu) or a virus similar to ebola (a very nasty disease that thankfully is contained in Africa.. unless you already know what it does you don't want to hear). And then there are people who say that it could have been a combination of several different diseases. The debate is still largely unsolved.
I understand if you didn't want to read all that. Thanks for letting me rant.))
((*sigh* I'm the only one here now, aren't I))((hmm I guess that means I can control Kavkae!! *evil laugh*))
Kavkae replied bluntly. "I can't. They are to have no visitors."
"You're turning down the opportunity of a lifetime if you don't let me see them."
"And you're being stupid. If you catch it, you'll never leave the city again."
"I won't catch it. and if I do, I'll stay here for the rest of my life." Finally Kavkae got tired of arguing.
"Fine. I'll take you to them." Ewan followed him to a half-collapsing medical facility. Inside, there was a small, pale colored young boy lying on a bed. He was coughing weakly. Ewan approached the bed. He uncorked the bottle and poured no more than a drop of the stuff into the boy's mouth. Right away he stopped coughing. Ewan could tell that he was experiencing the same thing that had happened to him. The color returned to his cheeks. Now he got out of his bed, looking thouroughly amazed, paused to stare at Ewan for a moment, and left.