It has been so long.
I'd been trying to keep in touch via letters, but sending them became a chore, and it was just easier to stay in bed.
The country life is pleasant, but it lacks the excitement of the city.
I miss it. Is it wrong to say that? When everything here is so perfect, when I can forget the woes that followed me for so long. At what point is it okay to say that you want something different?
It has nothing to do with Khale. Things between us have never been better. Mid-morning, when I rise, he is the first thing I see, his shocking white hair illuminated against the bright sunlight. When I turn in for the night, he holds me in his embrace, and I know that everything is fine.
But I miss the sounds of the city. I miss the cries from the vendors in their stalls. Hells, I even miss the loud chatter in the Adventurer's guild. There was always something comforting about listening to people turn each other down.
I know Khale doesn't miss it at all. I feel bad having asked if he would even want to come with me for a visit. But I think he does miss his brother. And I miss my sister. I'd like to catch up.
Perhaps I can make time for a visit soon. Perhaps they'll even remember me there.
Perhaps.
I'd been trying to keep in touch via letters, but sending them became a chore, and it was just easier to stay in bed.
The country life is pleasant, but it lacks the excitement of the city.
I miss it. Is it wrong to say that? When everything here is so perfect, when I can forget the woes that followed me for so long. At what point is it okay to say that you want something different?
It has nothing to do with Khale. Things between us have never been better. Mid-morning, when I rise, he is the first thing I see, his shocking white hair illuminated against the bright sunlight. When I turn in for the night, he holds me in his embrace, and I know that everything is fine.
But I miss the sounds of the city. I miss the cries from the vendors in their stalls. Hells, I even miss the loud chatter in the Adventurer's guild. There was always something comforting about listening to people turn each other down.
I know Khale doesn't miss it at all. I feel bad having asked if he would even want to come with me for a visit. But I think he does miss his brother. And I miss my sister. I'd like to catch up.
Perhaps I can make time for a visit soon. Perhaps they'll even remember me there.
Perhaps.