Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 21, 2010 23:54:14 GMT 10
Title: Letters Sent (7)
Rating: PG
Length: 400 words
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 3/A
Summary: Kel, being honest to a fault.
Dear Alanna,
I don't know if it was your wishing, or just coincidence, but the past ten days have been opposite of the month before. It wasn't Tyrans, or warfare, just bandits: hillfolk, thinking the Bahzir aren't to be taken seriously, and – to my complete disgust – expecting the crown to look the other way when they raid and pillage. I'm sending a letter to General Wyldon about it, as this attitude in the locals does not speak well of the last man who had my post. It's a tangle, though, and those guilty of lesser offenses (thieving but not killing) will doubtless be appealing their sentences.
On the rest: I may have given you the wrong impression, earlier. I have no intention of leaving my post,for romance to have children or for any other reason. If I'm wistful, it's only because I wonder what my life would be if I had chosen another path. I didn't. I chose this. I do realize this makes the wondering a useless exercise, so I don't indulge in it often. But like you say, sometimes writing spills everything. I wonder why it's so?
In any case, I have someone to be proud of and worry after and look out for, in Tobe. To answer your question, he has not been chafing a bit, actually. I haven't needed him much, in a military sense, so he's been turned loose among the horses (ours, and those of the tribes that visit us), and couldn't be happier. Did you know this is the last season before his bond runs out? Daine's offered to teach him, come fall, and I expect them to get on famously.
Will it reassure you, if I say your letters are the best entertainment I've had here? There's so much of you that comes through the parchment, I feel as though we're back in Corus together. Though I will make a point of reading the next onethe first time when I'm alone: the one before last made me laugh out loud, and this one – between thoughts of your hands grasping, and of Lord Raoul in a “bit of a dress” – made me blush. (Don't think I'm complaining, though. I find that I like it when you make me blush.)
I'm well and truly rambling, now, and probably saying too much. If I am, forgive me.
Yours,
Kel
Rating: PG
Length: 400 words
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 3/A
Summary: Kel, being honest to a fault.
Dear Alanna,
I don't know if it was your wishing, or just coincidence, but the past ten days have been opposite of the month before. It wasn't Tyrans, or warfare, just bandits: hillfolk, thinking the Bahzir aren't to be taken seriously, and – to my complete disgust – expecting the crown to look the other way when they raid and pillage. I'm sending a letter to General Wyldon about it, as this attitude in the locals does not speak well of the last man who had my post. It's a tangle, though, and those guilty of lesser offenses (thieving but not killing) will doubtless be appealing their sentences.
On the rest: I may have given you the wrong impression, earlier. I have no intention of leaving my post,
In any case, I have someone to be proud of and worry after and look out for, in Tobe. To answer your question, he has not been chafing a bit, actually. I haven't needed him much, in a military sense, so he's been turned loose among the horses (ours, and those of the tribes that visit us), and couldn't be happier. Did you know this is the last season before his bond runs out? Daine's offered to teach him, come fall, and I expect them to get on famously.
Will it reassure you, if I say your letters are the best entertainment I've had here? There's so much of you that comes through the parchment, I feel as though we're back in Corus together. Though I will make a point of reading the next one
I'm well and truly rambling, now, and probably saying too much. If I am, forgive me.
Yours,
Kel