My sweet ghost,

I never thought I would be sitting here, here in my own cabin, with crew calling me Captain. I never thought I would be with out you. Pipen is with me, which would please you. We have been away from the land inw hich I loved, away from DeClaire,Harpston,Ariel, and Lote away from Henry and Vapein and the only other to survive. Eirien, dear sweet Eirien. I wish I could see your face,feel your hands upon mine. I still wear the ring, I still wish. Kathryn Blair... for three whole weeks, then you were dead. By his hand, my own brother.

Henry saved me,gave me this ship.

But Zach,my sweet pirate. I miss ye so.

Your hearts desire,

Kathryn

My Lucky Star,

We are alive, weary and worn. Pipen too. At sea for days,t he men are getting cabin fever I can ehar them below in fist fights. I hold nothing over them, save for the two loyal men, whom you trained. Theya re loyal to you, to your name. Mrs.Blair they call me still.. captain Blair. But I am your widow now,you are gone and I am here wondering if I can survive with out you. I look at the ring on my finger and tot eh Tigers Heart and I wonder,do you still wait for me? Are you looking down on me,heading my way some how through some powers you gained in death,heading this vessle to land, somewhere beyond all these memories of us, you and I. Dristan ,Henry, Vaepin and Eirien?

My sweet captain, if you are leading me head my vessle somewhere where I might see what it is to live again.


Yours Always,

Kat

Zach,

This mist is driving even me mad now,days and days of mist. I swear I can ehar other ships pass us by,I can hear vocies.As if soemthing lied within or beyond this soup of mist. It is odd, the sials are down yet we are pushed on not even a breeze and yet we move inward.Inward to were I wonder,w hat force drives the ship on so. Some odd force outside of the wind and ocean below,I often wonder if we have been lifted in to some wide expanse above the seas and in to clouds, I often wish I could be flying but sailing is as close as I have come to it. But it is nto the same without you here, now it is difficult,harsh and bloodier than I recall.

Do you recall, the day in the caves near the coast? Where we did find this lovely necklace? I shall never take it off. That day filled with fights and blood,I have seen far more blood sicne then,in my nightmares.

I did not see you die, I did not see anyone die but I heard the shots ithe din.I wodner if he did reconize me and tried to save me, but ins ending me away he killed the only man I have ever loved so deeply.

I loved Dristan in my ownw ay, but we shared so little time.

Ye an I shared what felt like ages at sea,I recall the day we were married,I recall it as much ,as often as I recall the day I was sent ashore and ye did not follow me. Perhaps ye strong hand is what guides me on, to be strong as I can be,to shed no tears in the sights of the men, for I am tough as nails am I not?

Perhaps where ever we are headign will bring new light to old ngithmares.

With all hope,

Kat

My sweet,

this had beent he first moment I have had to sit down nd write to you, my ghost from the past. The men find this city pleasing.Rhydin. It is like Ariel yet darker,many merchants, many types. Pipen and I found our way to the inn, and have already forged a name here with a few.Tomorrow I start the long work,sails need to be hung,deck fixed,galley as well,suppiles bought. Why does it seem this was all so much easier when ye were here. Am I be tested? I wonder, to have lost so many that I care for,among them I miss ye most off all.

With all hope for a bright tomorrow,

Kathryn

It is the most amazing thing. I met someone. The other day while wathcing the lay abouts work on my sails. Rhydin is fll of people, all kinds of people,all kinds of things. His name is Vincent,Vincent Damien Matthews. He was new to Rhydin, and it seemed no one had been kind to him. He merely asked where he was and I told him. Mnay come here not knowing where they are,it is a mysterious power that draws people in. Like the sea. He soon offered his help,I am no fool I know I could be easily run out of what ever coin I had. But he seemed able enough.I go by your old motto, everyone deserves a chance. Your sort of never judge a book by its cover,motto. So I took his help. He was right to work,helping me witht he cargo hold which had been made a mess. We worked hard and cleand it out. But the most odd thing happened. I am not shy, ye of all people know that I hardly blush. Save around those who seem to tickle my fancy,ye did that. But after the work in the hold we worked on the gallley walls, and then I fetch us some water. It was the oddest thing,we seemed to click. He is strong, and handsome. Fierce, yet seemingly shy.

I was so flustered by him. He made me blush,me. We shared a room, and a bed. I have this feeling your looking down at me now witht his shocked face. But nothing happened. I felt so at ease with him. I did kiss him though. I dont know what came over me. I felt as if soemthing cliked. I have felt so lost in love,I lost Dristan then I lost you. But I just wanted to kiss him. So I did just once. It was amazing. When the kiss finally parted I felt flushed,and as if I had perhaps over stepped my bonds but he did kiss me back. We sahred his bed and I just lay there in his arms. I felt bolder than I have in a long time. I slept soundly,as soundly as I have since the day before you were gone forever from my life. But I woke the same way I have since then, jolted from my nightmares.

You recall the nightmares I had for many years after my fathers death, these were the same but this time I knew your killer,I knew you were dead. Vincent was there he held me close and for once since getting here, I let my self cry. I couldnt hold it in. He held me in his arms and I let it out

. Yet he didnt think any less of me.I have never been the tyope to let myself go... It is odd Zach it feels as if I have known him my whole life. I feel like some silly girl crushing over a boy all over again. I don't know what it is or where it might lead me. But some part of me wants to find out,I could never forget you,nor replace you. But if love comes in to my life again.. I would welcome it.

My captain, though it pains me to write these words.These will be my last words to ye.I can not hold on to your ghost. My heart belongs more to Vincent now. I have written you for ages it seems. But now I can no longer. My heart has moved on. As you would wish it to. My life will be at sea again, with my crew,pip and Vincent at my side. Uncharted waters.

But I have hope for tomorrow.

My life goes on.My love for you will never really fade, I hold on to a small part of you still,but I am in love, and wish to follow it through as fully as I can. I have held on to Ktahryn Blair for so long, now no longer.

One day we may see eachother againw hen my sailing days are done, but for now.I will will let your ghost rest.

till that day, yours

Kat