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seol_plumfall) wrote2009-08-10 06:07 pm
seol_plumfall) wrote2009-08-10 06:07 pm
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→Abelar 2: Paternal Regrets
Guest post by Lynod
Dear Astrolabe,
... I find that the beginning of this letter escapes me. I have crafted several drafts and taken many walks to consolidate my thoughts, but I am unable to find the words that would appropriately console both of us in this difficult time. Forgive me for my thoughtless pen and inelegant mind. I am afraid that since I last saw you, I have been a shadow of my former self, unable to even eat or sleep properly. Since you were a child I have seen you everyday, a great comfort for one with such a weak emotional constitution, and for you to be gone so suddenly is...
... Forgive me. I have attempted in every action I have taken to be a good father to you, but I feel that I have failed you in this latest move. In my wish for you to grow strong and stand on your own two hooves, to forge your own destiny, I fear that I have fortified your heart against me and that you will never shed those barbicans. Forgive your piteously inept father who blindly stumbles forward in his attempts to care for you and be the man that you deserve. I never wanted to hurt you as I have, but I hope this all turns out for your best. Please know that your mother had no part in your being taken to this training--all blame you may have for your situation should be directed at me: I will steadfastly reap all that I have sown, but spare your undeserving mother the pain in your heart.
I have not done all ill to you, though, dear daughter. Know that you will be receiving letters from Seol. I will forward every epistle he writes to you, and I will grant him the same courtesy with your letters. I am also making sure that every-so-often your beloved is granted a fresh flower to remember you by--he still loves you dearly and clings happily to such tokens. I hope these measures will ease your heart and make your distance from home more bearable.
I love you, Astrolabe, and I hope that you will one day love me again. I will continue to write and pray to the Light for your safety and happiness. May your homecoming come swiftly my dear child.
Love,
Father
Dear Astrolabe,
... I find that the beginning of this letter escapes me. I have crafted several drafts and taken many walks to consolidate my thoughts, but I am unable to find the words that would appropriately console both of us in this difficult time. Forgive me for my thoughtless pen and inelegant mind. I am afraid that since I last saw you, I have been a shadow of my former self, unable to even eat or sleep properly. Since you were a child I have seen you everyday, a great comfort for one with such a weak emotional constitution, and for you to be gone so suddenly is...
... Forgive me. I have attempted in every action I have taken to be a good father to you, but I feel that I have failed you in this latest move. In my wish for you to grow strong and stand on your own two hooves, to forge your own destiny, I fear that I have fortified your heart against me and that you will never shed those barbicans. Forgive your piteously inept father who blindly stumbles forward in his attempts to care for you and be the man that you deserve. I never wanted to hurt you as I have, but I hope this all turns out for your best. Please know that your mother had no part in your being taken to this training--all blame you may have for your situation should be directed at me: I will steadfastly reap all that I have sown, but spare your undeserving mother the pain in your heart.
I have not done all ill to you, though, dear daughter. Know that you will be receiving letters from Seol. I will forward every epistle he writes to you, and I will grant him the same courtesy with your letters. I am also making sure that every-so-often your beloved is granted a fresh flower to remember you by--he still loves you dearly and clings happily to such tokens. I hope these measures will ease your heart and make your distance from home more bearable.
I love you, Astrolabe, and I hope that you will one day love me again. I will continue to write and pray to the Light for your safety and happiness. May your homecoming come swiftly my dear child.
Love,
Father