Letters to no one, part II by danielle2811, literature
Literature
Letters to no one, part II
Letters to no one
4 th day of the 4 th month, year ‘13
Today I lost a fight.
You always said that you learned more from losing than winning, but I don’t like it. It’s so very shameful. What am I supposed to learn from this? Only how to walk with my chin down. That, and that the wretched dead elf was truly my father.
Finding out about that has gotten me into a quarrel with The Gambler. He is a difficult man that has a hard time trusting others. I’m not sure what strange event from the past made him like this, but I just don’t want to ask. They are an amusing lot, the four of them. No. Actually, we are six in tot
Letters to no one
16th day of the 3rd month, year ‘13.
We are back from another hunt. This time the massacre affected me in a way I didn’t expect. Here I was, thinking that New Utopia had nothing to do with me… I could laugh at myself right now. I realize now why you hate cities so much.
I’m afraid of where this path is taking me. Not only was the knowledge about the magic returning to the world upsetting, but the fact that demons and, strangely, elves seem to be working together doesn’t seem to want to leave my mind. You wouldn’t believe this possible. I would. For me, the immortals have always been evi
Letters to no one, part II by danielle2811, literature
Literature
Letters to no one, part II
Letters to no one
4 th day of the 4 th month, year ‘13
Today I lost a fight.
You always said that you learned more from losing than winning, but I don’t like it. It’s so very shameful. What am I supposed to learn from this? Only how to walk with my chin down. That, and that the wretched dead elf was truly my father.
Finding out about that has gotten me into a quarrel with The Gambler. He is a difficult man that has a hard time trusting others. I’m not sure what strange event from the past made him like this, but I just don’t want to ask. They are an amusing lot, the four of them. No. Actually, we are six in tot
Letters to no one
16th day of the 3rd month, year ‘13.
We are back from another hunt. This time the massacre affected me in a way I didn’t expect. Here I was, thinking that New Utopia had nothing to do with me… I could laugh at myself right now. I realize now why you hate cities so much.
I’m afraid of where this path is taking me. Not only was the knowledge about the magic returning to the world upsetting, but the fact that demons and, strangely, elves seem to be working together doesn’t seem to want to leave my mind. You wouldn’t believe this possible. I would. For me, the immortals have always been evi