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 )
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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