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Date Posted: 17:17:47 06/23/11 Thu
This is the first I have had an opportunity to write, and I have little time to do so.
A trip to a village market turned into more than I had planned or wanted.
It is not easy to condense all that has passed..and truly, though it has been weeks, it seems like months. Time became an untrustworthy source.
A child had gotten into mischief as children do, and she and her brother were afflicted with the results of a Silver Ouroboros. The bloody thing was baited with half a soul. For what purpose this was to originally be used, I know not, though it came to pass that I learned of at least the puppeteer.
The owner of this said item was..as I called him then and will here. Mr. A. The courier, was a man named Lyall. Bookwormish little man was Lyall..yet there is more to him than meets the eye to be sure. What, I never learned.
His employer, the said Mr. A, was a bird like man, a collector by his own word, and one of which I have relieved of several odd items. One is a golden orb, and I write here its origin and what I know of it, in the case that it ever falls to other hands. upon its use, it will return to the bowl of its origin, which is now in the possession of Mr. A. It is used, primarily, to travel through time, and arrive where one desires. It seems fickle in its operation, for it is apt to leave one of a group behind, and one can never tell how much time has passed since one arrived or left a location. An odd and dangerous toy, it is among several others retrieved.
How I retrieved them is a tale left for another day, but let us say, I did my best to talk myself out of what was an otherwise undesired situation, and in doing so, managed to get myself in a bit of a fix. One does not mention the Stags without consequence, but one of these I did engage and am glad now to be parted. It was my surprise to learn of Liams involvement, and I consider myself very lucky to have escaped any attention under his eye.
Long tale shortened, the children were put as back to rights as was humanly possible, and company was parted with Mr. A and Lyall.
The only other inconvenience was Aloysius, who after a couple of weeks, came after me. His involvement landed him in a pact with the men employed by Mr. A, and with him he still may be. I am sure he is capable of disengaging himself, but Meg is now sad he has not returned.
I took a small detour upon leaving the village of Thornridge, and left my goods with Indigo. She will hold them safe for me, until I might retrieve them another time.
I have other business now, for more important things take my attention. I would have traveled further in pursuit of answers to questions and a wealth of collectable items, but who should find his way to me, but Khaless.
It has not escaped my attention that the twins will need his guidance. Truly I was hoping to postpone it as long as possible, but I cannot deny that he has much to impart to them and teach them. Things I could not hope to do.
It is only because of this..only because I know they need control over their power, I decided to give him custody for a time. They will live in the City of Splendors, and I will send Bette and Laura along. Laura is excited, she loves the idea of such a place. Bette is resolute, she will take care of the twins, but I can see she is nervous.
So am I..but I must trust in their ability to call to me, and I must trust that this is the best for them.
We leave on the morrow, and though I risk much by doing so, I will accompany them along the High Road.
Khaless will protect our journey and at least in this I trust his word.
When the twins are safely with him. Gods, I hope that they be safe there, I shall find a new place, far from Thornridge and River Cut, and if need be, find another to help me care for Luke. He deserves to be safe from all the mess, and to grow up with some security.
I know not if Aloysius will return for Meg, but if he does not, I will take her with me, or leave her with a stipend.
She is crying already, for she will miss the twins with a painful heart I fear. I feel the same way. It will rip a bleeding place in my heart where scars mark..and I am afraid if not for Luke, I might veritably bleed to death from it.
This seems rambling, and perhaps it is..I am rushed to write it, and have not settled it all in my mind yet.
~C~
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