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Long Gone, Most Beloved
Dear son,
I once met a boy not unlike yourself in that he was a boy. I cannot consider him to be like you in any other regard. I have imagined you as somewhat noble some days, but I must resign myself to the fact that these are only unfounded hopes.
I am assured only in this: you must be nothing like our father. Were such the case, I know that I would fall to pieces.
But we won't talk of such possibilities, now. They are too difficult to bear. And I have a story to tell, don't I? Here, take this letter up in your heart and learn it. I think you will like the tale.
I had wandered what I was resigning myself to consider homeward in the wake of a battle. Somehow my luck had lasted, and your mother was remarkably unscathed. So I walked then only with aches and pains, into a vast plane of white and abandon.
Everything around me was empty. I was empty. But given that there was nothing but cold to fill me, I had resigned myself to staying that way.
But not everyone was so grim on that bright day, and it was one such excited soul that I watched dash through the ice. He moved with an admirable energy, the sort that I hoped for in you. I was almost scared to draw closer, for fear that the illusion would be broken. So many in this land were proving themselves to be an intolerable sort.
Would he?
But I risked it, regardless. And I wove between tall stacks of ice to appear in the clearing, a cold coal dripping with frozen blue. My hair traced along the ground, my dark neck was lifted high and my three wound horns created a proud silhouette. I recognized him, actually, and I was somewhat thankful that I had come to a point in my life here that I was not to be constantly surrounded by strangers.
He had been there, too, at the battles of the gods.
"Taking a day off from fighting all manner of deity, then?" I queried with a dark tone. My blue eyes glittered in the odd light, and my long hair spread in waves across the ground.
Maybe I was in a good mood. Maybe I just wanted to talk to someone without driving them away. But whatever it was, I made myself available.
When will you?
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[[If you can manage to work in talking to Lyn about ranks (for either plague or Basin and/or both) that would be swell cause she NEEDS to get ranked. :X ALSO your post was great hush.]]
AHVELYN
