Yet Another Fantasy 2.0/Letters:White
(♫ Hiroyuki Sawano - AL°C-@ )
Letters: White
Tags: no_sex
Dear sister, I hope that this letter reaches you with good speed. My quiet life at the inn has recently changed (for the better to be sure) with the arrival of a new soul. A young one, very sweet and gentle, and although she is not the daughter of my flesh, nor of Hana’s, but a wildling that wandered in from the desert, I took her in. Her arrival was with some drama; an airship wayfarer having been rescued and guided to the inn by that self same child. Unfortunately this woman was of the other gender and claimed the child was hers, using my inn to debase the little one in one of my rooms.
To my great astonishment the child moved past that trauma with much grace, only to be set upon by a figment that forced her to relive those moments in her dreams for several following weeks. Despite this she quickly recovered, and indeed I dare say she fought the creature off herself, once she became aware of its nature.
Hana has also accepted the child, and our wedding plans have not changed. We will still seek out the other gender after our wedding so that we both can be with child, and that our daughter will have some sisters to cherish with us.
Back to the topic of the wildling, she has some curious properties. She knew no words of the common language, making it quite difficult for me to educate her early on. However she picked up writing most rapidly, and constructed her own study of the basic letters of the common language from what was presented in the basic education tomes I had on hand. She picked up more nuanced speech as the weeks went on, as well as some writing, when other children her age would be quite content being silly and playing. Her love of books and the written word is a delight to behold.
This brings me to her personality; she is deadly serious almost all the time. I have never seen a child as serious and focused as she. She obeys all my rules, and takes to her chores without any complaint. Indeed she works through her tasks quickly so she may return to studying. When she is not busy with her studies or chores, I can find her at the precipice looking out over the ashlands with a curious look of longing and searching. She claims she has a sister that she left out there, and I fear she may go looking for her.
I must bring this letter to a close, as it is approaching the time for lunch. Hana and my daughter are outside looking over the lift, and I must show some care in leaving my lover around children.
Your loving sister, Suri ViVo High Temple
Priestess of Blue and Inn Mistress of Center Cliff Inn
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Long delicate fingers set the letter of white paper down upon a desk of wood and white marble, the sheet partially folding in on itself as it had been folded and sealed with wax to make of the missive it’s own envelope. Soft lips shifted into a smile as the priestess turned. She was dressed in an open kimono over a single piece swimsuit turned, and the light of late evening brought out shifting crimson highlights on the long sleeves of those costly robes. Short reddish brown hair framed a cute round face with red eyes.
Alice of Red, Senior Priestess of the Keepers of the Sublime Truth, Alice ViVo High Temple, smiled to herself and said, “Well well well, little sister, you’ve been blessed with good fortune to find yourself a daughter.” Her voice was soft and low, designed not to carry beyond the only listener, that being herself. Sitting up, she straightened in her high backed padded chair, and smoothed her robes out before raising her voice.
“Attend me!” she commanded, her voice cracking out across the rather large office lined with bookshelves to a set of tall gold gilded double doors. They opened to show another priestess standing in the doorway. “Send this to the Faceless,” Alice instructed, “The Ashlands have begun to calm.” The doors close once more, and the sitting priestess rose, stepping over to a large window and looking out over a blue sky at the sea of clouds that stretched away to the horizon below the massive white and gold temple that hovered, alone in all that seemingly endless azure void.