Topic: Your Alphabet is Missing Letters

KhaoticBliss

Date: 2016-03-13 21:36 EST
((A sealed letter addressed to Ashling M'Govern, which will be handed to her father the next time Saila runs into him.))

A letter to his daughter

03.13.2016


Dear Ashling,

I wanted you to know that I will never forget you. I remember the times we had together fondly, and I will never be able to thank you enough for all the help you provided on my quest to Learn All The Things. You?re intelligent and interesting and fun to talk to. Hell, you?re a lot more intelligent and interesting that I am, that?s for sure. You?re brave, generous and kind. I will miss our conversations.

I?m so sorry that things ended the way they did. That I left so abruptly, that I?ll probably never get a chance to say goodbye to you properly or even ever see you again. If you hate me right now and burn this without ever reading it, hey, I get that. Who knows if he?ll even give it to you? He might burn it first, and I guess that?s fine, too. I just... In this one way, if nothing else? I wanted to be different. Break the pattern, or something.

So I want you to know that you matter to me. Whatever happens now or in the future, it--my departure-- had nothing to do with you. You were always a bright and welcoming flash of light in an environment that was completely foreign and at times totally overwhelming for me. You helped me make sense of it all, put things in perspective. I will always be grateful to you for that, and I hope that maybe one day I can somehow return the favor.

He told me probably a million times how much he hates this place, how he doesn?t want his children here. And maybe you?ll never find yourself in ?my? city accordingly, who can say? But if you ever do? I?m here, and I will be here for you. If you need anything at all (except maybe directions, because I suck at those), you can call me anytime, night or day, no matter what. I will find you, and I will be there. No judgments, no lectures or lessons, no questions even, if that?s what you need. (That last one will be hard, but I?ll try!)

I would like to think that under different circumstances, we would have been friends. Maybe, with time, we still could be.

Always,

Saila


P.S. -- I love him, Ash. Pretty sure I always will. How I wish things had been different.

emptiedsky

Date: 2016-03-20 15:43 EST
A letter from Coilin's daughter for Saila.
Char has been moved to username: starbound http://rdi.dragonsmark.com/forums/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&u=162248




Saila,
I never will think of you as I did the other women Da has dated. There is a lot of different things that kept you apart from them and one of them I will always be thankful for. You and Da weren?t meant to be but you did a great thing for him ? reminded him he could love again and that life goes on.

After everything between Ma and Ame he had decided not to put himself out there again. I know the situation with me didn?t help much either. More when Ame came back and told Da I wasn?t trying to find her after she ran off? but you.. you brought a certain life back into him he had been missing a while.

For that, I couldn?t ever thank you enough. You did such a big thing for our family and I don?t think Da even realizes it. I?ll be grateful for you and if you ever need anything you know how to find me. Any of us really. Pack, is pack, is pack. You will not be forgotten.

Ash

PS - Da said you have green hair now? How did THAT happen? He always warned me about eating to many salads!

KhaoticBliss

Date: 2016-03-23 01:42 EST
((after finding a letter addressed to her from Ash in a mailslot at the Inn, Saila writes back))

Dear Ash,

I don't remember how to spell the word. Lepre... hang on, I have it in a text message here somewhere... leprechaun! That's it. Leprechaun. Maybe I'll remember it if I say it enough times. L-E-P-R-E-C-H-A-U-N. There. Anyway -- those tiny li'l Irish jerks got me. Turned my hair green and put daisies in it. Every time anybody tried to take a flower, more of 'em showed up. A good friend of mine told me that it has to do with something called the luck o' the Irish? I figure since the only Irish-related-anything I've ever had was your dad, it must be his fault. When I told him so, he laughed at me. He's an Irish jerk, too, I guess. Not so tiny, though.

The daisies disappeared around midnight on the day it happened. The green hung around for a couple of days. Then it did this weird... gradual shift back to purple -- half of it was green and half of it was purple. That was truly sexy. Now, thankfully, it's all back to normal. The green wasn't terrible-- lot of people liked it, apparently? But I didn't really feel like me. The purple is better, somehow.

Thank you for writing back, and for the kind things you said. I'm not sure I'm all that ready to think about him loving again, but... objectively I know that he will, and that it will be better for him. I want him to be happy, I do. I meant everything I said to him about that. I just...I don't even know how to finish that sentence. Ugh.

He did so much for me. He was the first to start asking the right questions, to set me on the path to even care who I am or where I came from. He did more to broaden my horizons and help me explore the world around me than anyone -- he seemed hellbent on having me do and see and hear and try everything. At least a third of the things I know, I know because of him. He will never not be important to me, fundamental to the person I ultimately become. Whatever I end up doing with all these building blocks, his signature's on a bunch of them. I know that, and it's not a thing I can forget.

So if I did something even half that significant for him, good. Right now I feel like all I did was mess his life up even more, make him even more convinced that it's not even worth it. I sincerely hope you're right.

I know where to find you, yeah. I sorta assumed I wasn't welcome there anymore, though. Your spirit guardian things reacted pretty strongly to me every time I was around to begin with...I was kinda picturing total annihilation if I showed up now. You're telling me that's not the case?

Anyway, tell me about you. What's going on in your world these days?

Always,

Saila

(P.S. -- I'd never actually tried to write in Irish before that first letter to you. Hopefully my spelling isn't too off base -- if it is, well. I guess blame him for that, too. :))

starbound

Date: 2016-03-29 18:58 EST
The letter was found in the mail slot at the RDI.
It also was written in Common (English).
This letter had a post-it note written in Coilin?s handwriting of the new address for the ?apartment? which was a small condo.
It was sealed with a happy face, along with some other doodles on the envelope, mostly silly little things.
Inside was a pack of stickers (3 sheets, minus a sticker).
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S.,
Leprechauns can be a brutal batch of creatures. The last time we lived in Rhydin I knew one personally. He had a bad attitude, red gleaming hair, and carried around a stick he would hit people with. It didn?t help he was a few hundred years old and cranky as someone who hadn?t gotten laid in as long as they?ve been live. Though I think I may have laughed at you too. You went full Barney (( One of the barney stickers were placed here and was circled to highlight who he was)). Maybe I should call you that?

I?d hate to say it but maybe you liked the purple hair more because you are Purple. It grounds you and maybe deep inside it reminds you a bit of the star-crossed love affair you had with Da. I know something about it too. I?m sure Da never told you about Max or Abby had he? Storytime.

Max was my second boyfriend but the first man outside of the pack I really loved. The thing about him was he was a vampire from the Carpathian mountains. We spent a lot of days together and practically lived together when we were in the Apothecary but I was in a kind of similar predicament you were. I wasn?t ready for the commitment since I needed to find out a few things about myself first. Max on the other hand ? was. He wanted babies. He wanted marriage. He wanted the life I wasn?t ready for. Then pushed me. I did love him but I wasn?t ready for what he wanted. We?d fight but still held onto what we had. When you live as long as we do a moment apart and a single fight isn?t worth leaving for. You?re family even when you want to kill each other. You know?

In a turn of events, we ended up trapped in a storm and ended up fighting someone from his past. The man threw him out in the sun and I watched him burn. In front of me.

At the time, I was best friends with this woman named Abby. She helped me through the loss of Max. Things escalated from there. Friends became lovers like they tend to do. We were happy. Really we were but both of us knew it wouldn?t work in the end. She was involved in another group of vampires who controlled her. Eventually, she was forced to leave. Shit happens.

Is the point of the story even now I feel for them still. I loved them. I love them. When you love someone you take a part of them inside of you and they never leave. No matter how hard you try they will always be there in some way. It?s a good thing. It means you?re never alone and it means you will live on forever.

You?ll always be welcomed with us. You had a home here once you will always have a home with us. Just remember that when you pass into our world. Look us up we?re not listed in the white pages. (( Another doodle this one of the phone book and an old style phone on it. ))

My world these days is filled with a lot of studies. As you know I?ve been working with Aine while going to college. She allowed me to take the semester off and promised she wouldn?t tell Da about it. In truth, I?m doing some personal investigation of myself trying to figure out how to remove that ring. The thing is it?s hard for me to do. I can?t scryer myself and neither can Aine. Something is preventing it and the one person in the world who knows how to remove it ? is lost in his own crazy train.

Memories, Johnnie walker, study, and magic fill more of my time than I wish to count. I?ll be heading more to Rhydin to try to find Jack (the man I?m sort of married to that bound the relic to me) when I get a chance. Don?t let Da in on that one. I?ll tell him when I know he?ll be more open to it.

Until we cross paths again I?ll spike my coffee in your honor. Cheers.

Love,
Ashling

PS ? I do know Da has trouble when it comes to anything book related. Smart as hell on the streets and figuring things out but the pack wasn?t the best education system. It?s part of why I went off to college. I wanted to educate myself, this time, around. Write me back in common or English.