A Letter To Those Parted

[A Spooky Witch 156]

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On a rainy day, shadowing the kitchen table with paper and ink, Poppy stared at the parchment in front of her with a heavy heart. Her delicately pointed ears were lowered slightly in a mixture of sadness and uncertainty. "I'm no good at writing letters..." Poppy mumbled sadly to herself as she stared at the parchment.

 

Listening to Eren working in the basement, Poppy took up her quill finally, and started to write, her expression staying solemn.

 

~@~The envelope would be marked on the outside, 'Pherak and Company' and would go on to read...~@~

 

"Papa,

 

It's me, Poppy, I mean I s'pose you already knew that... How are you? It's been so long since you left with everyone, a lot has gone on since and... Well it's just different not having you here. How is Ryn and Baden and their children? I hope everything is well and that you're taking care of yourselves.

 

Well where to start... So much has been going on these past few months, it's hard to keep up. Iblees came back rumor has it... I spoke to people who were there that it happened. Papa.. I don't know if I should be scared or happy... After what happened with mister Adorellan and the people who were in charge of you came to me in the Grove in the Fringe... I'm afraid to seem even a little intrigued. I am keeping it secret just like you told me.

 

Some people have been trying to do work to fight against the Inferno you hate so much, asking me questions and offering to keep me safe while they do it. They said that they'd get Haelun out.. I know what you're thinking, she isn't my Haelun but... I know she is Papa, there isn't any doubt, she looks just like me, she looks exactly how I remember her, she knows everything about me, things that even Evark doesn't know, things I remember from before you took me in.. They're going to get her away from him and then everything will be okay again. I'm not getting involved so you don't have to worry about my safety. I'm getting better at worrying about my own safety now, Eren is making sure of that. And Papa.. I found out things about my birth.. things I'd rather not say but-...."
 

Poppy halted her writing as she sat at the table, her eyes had finally started to water as she wrote, her hand shaking and getting a few drops of ink both on the table and the parchment. Sniffing and forcing herself to go on, Poppy held down the paper, leaving the drop of ink there.

 

"-... maybe I'll tell you some other time. I don't have the stomach to write it, and I don't want to think about it. I would go to others to counsel about it but I only have so few that I can go to.. I learned that Caedwen had children.. and that he has forgotten everything about Eren and myself. I have no family left to speak of, none that are truly here except Eren. The ones that remain are too far away for a hug.

 

Oh how I miss you all every day I truly do Papa. It seems like the days are darker now that you all aren't here. I keep your necklace safe, the heart shaped bone one that you gave me so long ago. It's my reminder that you have a heart, no matter what.

 

I hope that one day we can all go to the beach together... just like Ryn wanted, we can have fun and peace.. I love you, ito nae'mayilu.

 

                                                         ~Your Flower"

 

~@~At the end of the letter, there would be a somewhat detailed drawing. The drawing would entail people on it, Pherak in the back depicted as he was when he was human, Ryn in the front standing in front of Baden who would have a smile on his face, then there would be Laurira next to them both, and then Eren and Poppy in the middle sitting on the ground~@~

 

Poppy put down her quill, rubbing the wetness from her eyes and just looking at the picture before folding up the parchment and setting it inside the envelope. Sending off the bird, Poppy watched from the window as it carried off her message in the rain, tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes and cascading down her cheeks.

 

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Pherak sits at a Captain's desk, not really caring whose desk it was. His shadowed eyes reading the tear stained parchment, a frown noticeable on his face, perhaps a slight tremble of his lips, for a Wight can ne'er cry.

 

He gathers his own parchment, with a writing utensil, jotting down, "My dearest Flower, there nay goes a day I don't wish you were here... I miss your snow white hair, your eyes of emerald, and your smile that warms the coldest of hearts.. My beautiful little Flower.... A fine woman you've grown into, under my care, I may have never been the best of all father's... But.. I did try...

 

I wish I could be with you again, but only once more... We are so far apart, yet, our bond is ne'er severed by distance.. It's quite the bother to be but, unfortunately your.. Messaging bird has passed... I leave this Black Hawk to your command... Just feed him fresh rats, and he will stay by your side, whistle if you ever need him...

 

My dearest Flower, you have impacted me in many a way... You bring life to this dead heart within me... You still and forever will have my heart too... I love you, and I always will.."

 

~Pherak

 

Pherak would soon give Poppy's letter to Ryn for review.

[Ryn Chirr 224]

 

 

 

Ryn sits quietly by the wheelhouse, reading the letter for the fifth time. Finally, she pulls parchment and quill from her bag and starts writing a reply.

 

"Dear Aunt Poppy,

 

I was surprised to see a letter from you while we are so far away. It was a welcome surprise. I miss you so much and I find myself wishing you and Uncle Eren were here with us. I'm worried about you both being there. It sounds like everything there is interesting, to say the least.

 

Maln informed me about 'Inferno' (the irony that one of our ships is named that has not escaped me), and I hope you are staying well away from him. I know that he made that promise, but his word is about as good as an Oren priest's word. Be wary of him.

 

Aunt Poppy, there's so much I want to say to you. So much that was left unsaid. I wish that I had made more time to come see you before we left. A proper goodbye was not given, and for that I am truly sorry. If you remember the day we chased little Poppy down in Maln's basement, understand that we are family in more ways then one.

 

Look after everyone for us, you know who I mean by everyone. I really do miss you... I hope this isn't the last letter we'll ever receive, the last time I can talk to you. I loved that drawing... It was perfect."

 

Ryn rereads what she has written on the page, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the parchment. Her eyes go up to the sky and the stars. She hopes that somewhere out there, her family she left behind might be staring up at the same night sky. After a moment, she continues writing.

 

"I will do my best to keep Maln and everyone safe. Frank is behaving, I think, for the most part. Maln still screams at him quite often. He's been working to attune his rituals to whatever energy is around us now. All he's managed to do so far is make a chicken cannon. It's always good for a laugh when a severely burned chicken flies by your head.

 

I tried to help him yesterday with one, it didn't go well. I managed to burn my eyebrows off. I'm not sure he'll let me live that part down. Zhyria and Zayden are getting married soon, and Baden and I are renewing our vows. I wish you could be here...

 

Anyway, before I drowned the parchment I should send it. I love you so much and please, you and Uncle Eren stay safe.

 

Your niece,

 

Ryn"

 

Ryn stares at the finished letter and digs through her bag. She pulls out her sketch book and flips through the images there. She finds an old sketch she had done long ago and gives a soft smile, then looks for a newer one. She carefully folds them and adds them to the letter. She stands slowly and goes to find Pherak and give Aunt Poppy's letter to Baden to read.

 

The older picture:

 

 

 

The newer picture

 

 

 

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