11-09-2015, 05:23 PM
Dear Khanh,
Thanks for the apology, but I’m still mad. But fine, I’ll tell you everything that happened. Possibly because I’m stuck in a bed. Nothing serious, just hurt my leg and if I walk, I’ll tear out some stitches. More on that later, I guess.
Please, please don’t tell anyone else about this. I’m serious, and you know I don’t ever take anything seriously.
I broke my lute in a fight. The same fight I elbowed that guy in the crotch with. Some group of rough-looking guys came into town looking for this lady. It’s hard to explain, but this lady is Mesalian, late 20’s, and ever since I first heard someone say her name, she’s been shrouded in mystery… in that overrated kind of way. Came to town and went missing for a year. Super worried about “something from her past coming back”. I once mentioned that I knew she had gone missing and she freaked the fuck out on me: one moment she wanted to get drinks with me, the next she wanted me to go away. Complete turn-around. Anyway, the day with the fight was the day “something from her past” came back, and it was those guys.
At first they told the Elder she was a wanted criminal back where she came from, and the Elder in all her badassery said “if she’s any trouble to me, I’ll send her your way”. Slightly stupid because they didn’t yet know she was in town, but still badass. So they went to leave but bumped into the lady as they left and tried to take her by force. And she didn’t have to leave with them, but she was going to, until I said, why spend your life in prison when you can be out here? And then the truth came out. She wasn’t actually a criminal, and the tough guys weren’t guards. She was their slave. And the guys were Mesalian, by the way… which made it more fucked up.
So the Elder, who is actually Xitian-passing Mesalian and was a slave herself pre-Veld, was super pissed and told the town guards to stop the tough guys, even if it meant killing them. So a fight broke out and guess who decided it was a good idea to jump in only with a lute and a glass cup? Yeah. It was stupid. I was stupid. I thought it’d be fun, but it wasn’t. All of those guys are dead now. Someone, whoever, worked out that if we let them live, they might come back and enslave the whole town. So I helped end lives (shit lives, but still lives) because I thought it’d be fun to get into a fight.
I’m doing ok with it now, I guess. I don’t know. Everyone won’t stop calling me brave and a hero and stuff just for jumping in. The lady visited me an hour ago in this bed and she thanked me for standing up for her. It’s true, I guess. I am gutsy, I did good, but it doesn’t change that I went in for the wrong reasons. I tried explaining this to this guy I know, he’s like my pretend dad because he lectures me and stuff, but like our actual pa he didn’t get it. I don’t know, Khanh. I just wish I could talk about it with someone who gets it. Not that writing this letter doesn’t help, but you know. It’s not the same.
But I’m still having fun out here. You know me, you know how I am. I go through some shit, and I decide fun is the best way to get past it. So it’s been the same old. Stupid songs and party planning. Still haven’t performed that one song I wrote to anyone, but I’m working on new stuff and trying to learn some of the stuff you sent over. I really like that one Phi wrote: it almost sounds like something I’d write! Tell her to get her own damn style (just kidding). And why is Loan writing serenade songs again? Business or pleasure? Tell me all the gossip, I need it like I need air.
I also pulled this prank, which went horribly wrong, and that’s why I’m in the clinic. Nothing to do with the fight: I only broke my lute in that one. And once again, do not tell pa how I managed to break mine. Please, Khanh. I’m dealing with enough on my own. Anyway, my friend Zai and me went to get some innocent revenge on this Lucin guy who used his powers to blow up our skirts (the guy is twice our age and has a wife and daughter, completely gross). Nothing serious, we just painted the picture I’m sending with this letter on the side of his house.
And then I got shot by a dusk, and then Zai saved me, but the Lucin guy came out and he was pissed… so the arrow in my leg got driven in further and that’s why you have this letter. Also I tried to fight the guard captain and failed, but that’s another story for another letter. Because this one is super long and I’m already bored with writing.
I’m counting on you to keep this secret so don’t fuck it up,
Lien, your favourite sister.
Thanks for the apology, but I’m still mad. But fine, I’ll tell you everything that happened. Possibly because I’m stuck in a bed. Nothing serious, just hurt my leg and if I walk, I’ll tear out some stitches. More on that later, I guess.
Please, please don’t tell anyone else about this. I’m serious, and you know I don’t ever take anything seriously.
I broke my lute in a fight. The same fight I elbowed that guy in the crotch with. Some group of rough-looking guys came into town looking for this lady. It’s hard to explain, but this lady is Mesalian, late 20’s, and ever since I first heard someone say her name, she’s been shrouded in mystery… in that overrated kind of way. Came to town and went missing for a year. Super worried about “something from her past coming back”. I once mentioned that I knew she had gone missing and she freaked the fuck out on me: one moment she wanted to get drinks with me, the next she wanted me to go away. Complete turn-around. Anyway, the day with the fight was the day “something from her past” came back, and it was those guys.
At first they told the Elder she was a wanted criminal back where she came from, and the Elder in all her badassery said “if she’s any trouble to me, I’ll send her your way”. Slightly stupid because they didn’t yet know she was in town, but still badass. So they went to leave but bumped into the lady as they left and tried to take her by force. And she didn’t have to leave with them, but she was going to, until I said, why spend your life in prison when you can be out here? And then the truth came out. She wasn’t actually a criminal, and the tough guys weren’t guards. She was their slave. And the guys were Mesalian, by the way… which made it more fucked up.
So the Elder, who is actually Xitian-passing Mesalian and was a slave herself pre-Veld, was super pissed and told the town guards to stop the tough guys, even if it meant killing them. So a fight broke out and guess who decided it was a good idea to jump in only with a lute and a glass cup? Yeah. It was stupid. I was stupid. I thought it’d be fun, but it wasn’t. All of those guys are dead now. Someone, whoever, worked out that if we let them live, they might come back and enslave the whole town. So I helped end lives (shit lives, but still lives) because I thought it’d be fun to get into a fight.
I’m doing ok with it now, I guess. I don’t know. Everyone won’t stop calling me brave and a hero and stuff just for jumping in. The lady visited me an hour ago in this bed and she thanked me for standing up for her. It’s true, I guess. I am gutsy, I did good, but it doesn’t change that I went in for the wrong reasons. I tried explaining this to this guy I know, he’s like my pretend dad because he lectures me and stuff, but like our actual pa he didn’t get it. I don’t know, Khanh. I just wish I could talk about it with someone who gets it. Not that writing this letter doesn’t help, but you know. It’s not the same.
But I’m still having fun out here. You know me, you know how I am. I go through some shit, and I decide fun is the best way to get past it. So it’s been the same old. Stupid songs and party planning. Still haven’t performed that one song I wrote to anyone, but I’m working on new stuff and trying to learn some of the stuff you sent over. I really like that one Phi wrote: it almost sounds like something I’d write! Tell her to get her own damn style (just kidding). And why is Loan writing serenade songs again? Business or pleasure? Tell me all the gossip, I need it like I need air.
I also pulled this prank, which went horribly wrong, and that’s why I’m in the clinic. Nothing to do with the fight: I only broke my lute in that one. And once again, do not tell pa how I managed to break mine. Please, Khanh. I’m dealing with enough on my own. Anyway, my friend Zai and me went to get some innocent revenge on this Lucin guy who used his powers to blow up our skirts (the guy is twice our age and has a wife and daughter, completely gross). Nothing serious, we just painted the picture I’m sending with this letter on the side of his house.
And then I got shot by a dusk, and then Zai saved me, but the Lucin guy came out and he was pissed… so the arrow in my leg got driven in further and that’s why you have this letter. Also I tried to fight the guard captain and failed, but that’s another story for another letter. Because this one is super long and I’m already bored with writing.
I’m counting on you to keep this secret so don’t fuck it up,
Lien, your favourite sister.