Our Condolences 2

Our Condolences

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16th day of Samthir, 948

Dearest Angel,

    It is good to hear from you, and that you're getting along well with your platoon. Little Albert has started to refuse to go to school, saying he needs your goodbye kiss before he can go. There are mornings when I have to drag him out of bed. I explain as best I can, where you have gone, or why you can't come back but he doesn't understand. Yet he diligently comes with me to the temple so we can pray that Tutala will keep you safe as you fight and Matlyth will use his speed to bring your letters to us.

    I often find him curled up in your closet with Margie, her tail draped around him as if trying to hold him close. It saddens my heart that you can't be here to comfort him, but I will hold onto your letters so I can read your words to little Albert even when he can't hear your voice.

    Even though Albert is acting up, it's not all bad here. I know you were worried about food tickets since others haven't received theirs yet, despite their loved ones being deployed for a month or more. You can put those worries to bed, ours have started coming in and while money will be a little tight, it won't be too bad. We miss you and hope you can come back soon.

    Lovingly,

                Sam

 

 

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Our Condolences 1

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30th day of Chaelir, 948

My Dear Sammy,

    I have arrived safely and can send and receive letters. You will be glad to know, the other women in my platoon are friendly. Bethany is the Youngest of us, only 16, but she is not afraid of battle. We Have taken to calling her Beth, because she does not look like a Bethany. Two others are mothers: Rosanne has twin daughters only a couple years older than Albert; Edith, who is the oldest, has a son who is fully grown. Edith tells us she wishes we had more time with our families before we were dragged into the war, and, in general, acts like the mother of the group. 

    The one I worry about most is Opal, she is only a little older than Beth but she's the most excited about being here. Almost every word that comes out of her mouth is Loyalist propaganda and speeches. We tend to ignore her words, but she often argues with Edith, declaring our purpose in being here is not just to serve out country but our families, by keeping them safe. Edith will snap back by saying we can serve out families just fine without being hundreds of miles away from them. Minnie is the most cheerful, even when Edith and Opal fight she can find a way to break them up peacefully. She makes me laugh when I miss home the most. I find I'm missing you more, the farther away I am. I will write as often as I can. 

    Forever Yours,
                Angeline

 

 

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Update!

    Hello! it has been a while. It feels like longer than it actually has been probably because I've switched towns, schools, apartments, and even my computer. Anyway, I was looking at Calypso's Rage yesterday and I really want to continue it but it needs more thought then I've previously given it so for the moment Calypso's Rage is on hiatus.
    I don't want to just leave you with an update and I have stuff from school that is building up with no one to see how proud I am off it. You guys get to experience the "finished drafts". They will start in my posting tomorrow with a story I call Our Condolences.
    Before we get started you should know Our Condolences takes place through letters written between a husband and wife. The world it takes place in is not ours, you can think of it as an alternate reality or a whole other planet, both can work. It is the first time I've written through letters but I think it turned out well. I became super interested as I wrote so I may visit this world again for a different piece. It's a fasinating world which is hard to explore in these letter but hopefully you get a glimpse.

Rose B.