(OOC: Letters were already delivered just wanted to show them off)
Upon inspection, hidden within the leather cover of a familiar leather journal was several letters stuffed between the bindings.
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"A writing intentionally made to be my last. Bidding a farewell to those that matter most. I had learnt in my few months away from home, how troubled and unpredictable the streets of Regalia is growing to be. So I wanted to practice writing what I would say to those I loved most. Just a draft! I don't plan on finishing it, why would I?"
For Synne Lykke. My beloved older sister. I first want to say how sorry I'm with where I went. I know I had disappointed you greatly. You always spoke highly of me, how I can grow to lead. How I can truly change our world. You were my teacher, my patient mentor that guided me through hoops and gaps. I remember how you held my hand, guiding me through the streets. The tenderness and care you spoke with your words. The lessons of value that arranged from trivial to detrimental. I remembered our failures of baking we forced mom to clean up, you taught me pride in my race, how to always aim for the knees, the inspiration you gave me for exploring my interests. You shared your colorful language with me, you gave me a running start. I'm so sorry, Synne. That I couldn't meet your expectations. I wish I could have made you proud with the work I wanted to bring forward towards this world. Please remember my love for you ascends beyond what I can say. I love you no matter where this path takes me. I wish had I told you this more. Even if you wanted me to be another way, I would also happily admire your lead. For you say my path could lead to greatness, I believe the same applies to you. Spectrolite. Believed to enhance creativity. For you, please hold onto my collection for me. Add on to it, expand what I'll never get to.
For Yasuke. My dearest brother. You were the first person I met outside of just my mom and uncle. I do not know if I could ever express in words the magic I felt when meeting you. The enthusiasm. The relief. Being sheltered from the world wasn't practically for me, you'll never know the joy and love I felt with being able to call you brother. You taught me things that admittedly, could have waited a few years. But, they were lessons taught by my brother nevertheless. Lessons I used till now: how to tie knots, how to fish, how to clean your blade, how not to be greedy with food. I knew my family had a disagreement with how you had a hand in raising me, but from me to you. I'm grateful for what you did. Everything. Worry not that you did not influence me to this end, for my curse would had approached even without you here. I think I would have been less prepared if it wasn't for you help. I know I disappointed Synne with where I went, but her disappointment doesn't match yours. Synne voiced her disappointment loudly, but your quiet judgement hit harder than hers. If it counts for anything. I'm sorry for any troubles I had caused you. I cherished my moments with you, for you I can only give back the blade you entrusted me with. It kept me safe, and I wish to see it that it returns to its owner.
For Yt'hree Lo'Ravenkier. My dear uncle. There is a lot I wanted to know about you. Admittedly from a young age when you first came into my life, you were eerily. I think you were distant at first, but you came around to me. You quickly came into my family somehow, I don't know what pushed you to do so. Though I'm thankful for whatever caused that gentle shove. When I think of family, I always picture you in it. You were my tutor, a true introduction to education that I received no where else. A brilliant man, a natural-born teacher. You listened, you explained well. You seemed to have experienced everything in life, and I wanted so badly to absorb it all. Every lesson, every assessment, I took it to the core. While Yasuke and Synne taught me things, your lessons strike me in a way they couldn't. Their lessons didn't scale to yours. You are the figure I wanted to be. A prime example of an upstanding pillar in our community. Still, despite our lessons and times together. There was a part of you that you always kept hidden. It wasn't till later where you were able to give me that satisfaction. You made a promise to keep me well, safe from the path you fell into. I always felt safe with you. You gave me security wherever I went, my guardian angel. You kept giving me lessons till the very end. For you uncle, I ask you forgive me for keeping that bow-tie from you. I always liked it. It made me look a bit closer to you.
Upon inspection, hidden within the leather cover of a familiar leather journal was several letters stuffed between the bindings.
◈ ━━━━━━ ⸙ ━━━━━━ ◈
-=+=-
◈ ━━━━━━ ⸙ ━━━━━━ ◈
"A writing intentionally made to be my last. Bidding a farewell to those that matter most. I had learnt in my few months away from home, how troubled and unpredictable the streets of Regalia is growing to be. So I wanted to practice writing what I would say to those I loved most. Just a draft! I don't plan on finishing it, why would I?"
For Synne Lykke. My beloved older sister. I first want to say how sorry I'm with where I went. I know I had disappointed you greatly. You always spoke highly of me, how I can grow to lead. How I can truly change our world. You were my teacher, my patient mentor that guided me through hoops and gaps. I remember how you held my hand, guiding me through the streets. The tenderness and care you spoke with your words. The lessons of value that arranged from trivial to detrimental. I remembered our failures of baking we forced mom to clean up, you taught me pride in my race, how to always aim for the knees, the inspiration you gave me for exploring my interests. You shared your colorful language with me, you gave me a running start. I'm so sorry, Synne. That I couldn't meet your expectations. I wish I could have made you proud with the work I wanted to bring forward towards this world. Please remember my love for you ascends beyond what I can say. I love you no matter where this path takes me. I wish had I told you this more. Even if you wanted me to be another way, I would also happily admire your lead. For you say my path could lead to greatness, I believe the same applies to you. Spectrolite. Believed to enhance creativity. For you, please hold onto my collection for me. Add on to it, expand what I'll never get to.
For Yasuke. My dearest brother. You were the first person I met outside of just my mom and uncle. I do not know if I could ever express in words the magic I felt when meeting you. The enthusiasm. The relief. Being sheltered from the world wasn't practically for me, you'll never know the joy and love I felt with being able to call you brother. You taught me things that admittedly, could have waited a few years. But, they were lessons taught by my brother nevertheless. Lessons I used till now: how to tie knots, how to fish, how to clean your blade, how not to be greedy with food. I knew my family had a disagreement with how you had a hand in raising me, but from me to you. I'm grateful for what you did. Everything. Worry not that you did not influence me to this end, for my curse would had approached even without you here. I think I would have been less prepared if it wasn't for you help. I know I disappointed Synne with where I went, but her disappointment doesn't match yours. Synne voiced her disappointment loudly, but your quiet judgement hit harder than hers. If it counts for anything. I'm sorry for any troubles I had caused you. I cherished my moments with you, for you I can only give back the blade you entrusted me with. It kept me safe, and I wish to see it that it returns to its owner.
For Yt'hree Lo'Ravenkier. My dear uncle. There is a lot I wanted to know about you. Admittedly from a young age when you first came into my life, you were eerily. I think you were distant at first, but you came around to me. You quickly came into my family somehow, I don't know what pushed you to do so. Though I'm thankful for whatever caused that gentle shove. When I think of family, I always picture you in it. You were my tutor, a true introduction to education that I received no where else. A brilliant man, a natural-born teacher. You listened, you explained well. You seemed to have experienced everything in life, and I wanted so badly to absorb it all. Every lesson, every assessment, I took it to the core. While Yasuke and Synne taught me things, your lessons strike me in a way they couldn't. Their lessons didn't scale to yours. You are the figure I wanted to be. A prime example of an upstanding pillar in our community. Still, despite our lessons and times together. There was a part of you that you always kept hidden. It wasn't till later where you were able to give me that satisfaction. You made a promise to keep me well, safe from the path you fell into. I always felt safe with you. You gave me security wherever I went, my guardian angel. You kept giving me lessons till the very end. For you uncle, I ask you forgive me for keeping that bow-tie from you. I always liked it. It made me look a bit closer to you.
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