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He had said to her at Graduation that he was going to leave soon, but Zephyrine didn't feel a sense of sadness nor heartbreak. No, what was between them was not yet in bloom, but the seed had been planted the moment they had their first conversation together. There were only a few encounters since then, coming together to water and nurture what would grow between them. At least they were friends, that much they could admit. Friends stick together, or at least that is what the Proctors preached after the Revolution through gritted teeth.
She had come to know him as someone that thrived for adventure, and on the day he was to make his leave, Zephyrine had gone to see him. He asked her to promise to write, she made jest she'd forget all about the magnificence of him.
A month after graduation, Zephyrine had found herself a week's travel from Vel Anir, beginning her choice of exile. She was to travel to Elbion, to meet with Kor and Larkin, but needed to write her first letter to start their correspondence. This has been her first breath of freedom, surrounded by the Falwood greenery in which inspired Zephyrine to take her time. She had used the rune to pass along her news to Kor and Larkin, grateful to be unable to see their faces... but thinking of him had inspired her.
To the One I Promised To Write To,
I am taking a detour from my current plans. The Falwood Stone is only three days more travel, which means three days to Elbion, but I realised that I barely experienced any adventures of my own. Then I thought of you, and yes, I even thought of you being happy to hear that I even had you on my mind, but you're off somewhere on an adventure. I guess we really are alike in the matter of needing to see more outside of Vel Anir.
Promise to write to you again, but only after you grace me with a reply.
- Zephyrine
She read it over countless times before she let loose a breath and drew the rune on the parchment, watching it consume the letter until it disappeared and be delivered to Ivan Skender and wherever he was since they had parted ways.
She had come to know him as someone that thrived for adventure, and on the day he was to make his leave, Zephyrine had gone to see him. He asked her to promise to write, she made jest she'd forget all about the magnificence of him.
A month after graduation, Zephyrine had found herself a week's travel from Vel Anir, beginning her choice of exile. She was to travel to Elbion, to meet with Kor and Larkin, but needed to write her first letter to start their correspondence. This has been her first breath of freedom, surrounded by the Falwood greenery in which inspired Zephyrine to take her time. She had used the rune to pass along her news to Kor and Larkin, grateful to be unable to see their faces... but thinking of him had inspired her.
To the One I Promised To Write To,
I am taking a detour from my current plans. The Falwood Stone is only three days more travel, which means three days to Elbion, but I realised that I barely experienced any adventures of my own. Then I thought of you, and yes, I even thought of you being happy to hear that I even had you on my mind, but you're off somewhere on an adventure. I guess we really are alike in the matter of needing to see more outside of Vel Anir.
Promise to write to you again, but only after you grace me with a reply.
- Zephyrine
She read it over countless times before she let loose a breath and drew the rune on the parchment, watching it consume the letter until it disappeared and be delivered to Ivan Skender and wherever he was since they had parted ways.