May 01, 2011 00:13
[It still takes a little bit of fighting with the tablet, but eventually Starwind gets it to do what he wants it to. Back to normal, his language skills have improved immensely, though he still hasn’t lost the accent and the excessively rigid sentence structure. It would never be his language of choice, but with Savil’s friendship, he had had more reason to practice than he did as a boy.
He takes a few moments to order his thoughts and finally addresses the device directly.]
If we are all ourselves again, I dare to hope that all is done. I pray that there are none injured for the events. The past should be left behind where it belongs, to be learned from, not dwelt on. This re-experience...
[He doesn’t finish the sentence.
Instead, his expression grows somewhat distant, almost strange, and he shakes his head, casually brushing strands of long silver hair out of his eyes. Starwind isn’t exactly the greatest at technology and he knows it. He doesn’t even bother to try locking the post in a traditional manner, instead using a language that only two people know. Much more effective than any attempt he could make at putting some kind of security on the thing.]
Ashke, if you are listening, I am sorry for any hurt I have caused you.
…I know it was not easy for you.
((The second half of the post is in the Tayledras language, so if anyone can just understand it, go for it. If not, it just sounds like a bunch of graceful gibberish~))
!heralds of valdemar: starwind k'treva