Great Southern Dessert, June
Alanna watched Coram and Hakim Fahrar ride away, their pack horse trailing behind. Fingering the ember at her throat, she blinked her suddenly watery eyes. Picking up Faithful, she entered her tent and for the first time in four weeks, began to write.
( A few letters )
( A few letters )
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It's so good to hear from you! The big surprise was that your letter found me, since I'm at a tech convention in some galaxy I've never seen before. No, I didn't bring Kawalsky, in case you were wondering. God knows, we got into enough trouble at a restaurant (which you should ask him about, since I can't do the story justice, and he isn't allowed back). I can't even imagine what he'd be like someplace he got bored.
I'm sorry to hear about your sword, not just the damage, but the battle that it must have involved.
As someone who once wore a veil and ended up kidnapped and completely changing a culture anyway? Your way is better.
Take care, and write soon.
Sam
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Sam,
Is Kawalsky the young man my sister was seeing? Is this something that I, as her older brother, should be worried about? Do I need to turn anyone into a toad? I do very good toads.
She broke her sword? Tsk.
Veil? Kidnapped? Changed culture? I can't wait to hear the songs they'll be singing about this.
In boredom,
Lord Thom of Trebond.
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Lord Thom of Trebond--
Should members of the nobility read their sister's mail?
Also, if the bards know about what I did, I don't want to hear the songs, ever.
--Samantha Carter
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Very glad you're both alive and having your typical luck. Kick Thomas for me. Why did anyone think he was a cat?
Stuck in Moscow, but at least the next week is vacation -- Daddy is off at a conference of bigwigs and I am free to play on my own. Good thing, too, even he might have looked askance if a letter appeared out of thin air in my suite right in front of him. No, I didn't freak out. There may have been a tiny amount of flailing. But that's all. Side note: he tried to have you investigated, but got the name wrong, so whee, no worries there.
No experience with veils, evil swords, or stories that could end in 'and then they made me their chief' 'and then they adopted me.' I live in hope, though. What *is* a Voice of the Tribes? And how the hell did you get an evil sword already? I'm missing hot water too, at least for the next week and a half. Stupid Russian plumbing system. You have my sympathy on the sand and the running water, oh yes ( ... )
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Do you deliver shrimp to humans as well? Especially since you got my name wrong. It's Thom, after our dearly departed mother, Thomasia. Why did you think I was a cat?
Your letter mostly confuses me, but do I need to turn someone into a toad?
I'll be sure to pass on your wishes the next time I see my wandering sister. There's a fairly good chance you'll see her fist.
Yours, Lord Thom of Trebond.
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Best letter I've had all day, and that's not me smarting off - the other one kind of blew. It's really great to hear from you.
I got nothing on evil swords - evil masks I could do you, but all the swords I've come across have been the good kind. The kind that are good for killing stuff with, anyway ( ... )
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Would you be willing to send this mask along with your next letter? I'm sure it'll go through. And there's a quick way to check if an off-spring of Alanna's is around: Has anyone been thrown into a lake lately?
I think I do need this duct tape to help fix my brain after that sentance. You've learned how to time travel? What's a dust-buster? I'm very much for anything that torments that cat. He doesn't like me much.
And she didn't write to me. What's the fun in that?
In total confusion,
Lord Thom of Trebond.
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