Acacia Velvendra
First Post
A willowy form of a small wispy girl approaches the board with a slightly resigned demeanor. Her shoulders are hunched forward just slightly, and her movements are preceded by small tremors. A sigh pulls from beyond her lips on an almost shuddering quality as she pauses in front of the board. She lifts her gaze very slowly and suddenly a stream of tears is visible, spilling from her lavender eyes and pooling at the base of her throat. She seems not to even bother with wiping them away, even as her chin quivers with the same pain visible in her eyes. She lifts tremulous fingertips to tack up a small sliver of parchment with nothing more than a needle. Then she proceeds to remove first one ring, then the other, sliding them onto the needle. With one last longing-filled look, she turns away and brushes out of the tavern.
My dearest ones,
Circumstances draw me away, perhaps for far longer than I hope to admit, but I am not naive any longer. The harsh realities become apparent even now. I have been given a choice, and I have decided to walk away from everything I've ever known and loved. I do so knowing that perhaps you all shall hate me for my desertion. Perhaps that is what I desire from all of you. Leaving is made easier when the ones you love begin to feel nothing but a seething hatred. Josie, Serith, Ruthia, Ramoth, Imreis...I love you all, but this is for the best. So it is with a heavy heart I leave this note for all of you, with a heavy heart I turn away. It is with a heavy heart I tell you, Serith, to forget me. You will never know the despair which greets me when I write this, but...there is nothing else, not any longer. So...forgive me. No, that is not the phrase I need. What I need is for you all to forget me. Please...
With hesitation and regret,
Sigil
My dearest ones,
Circumstances draw me away, perhaps for far longer than I hope to admit, but I am not naive any longer. The harsh realities become apparent even now. I have been given a choice, and I have decided to walk away from everything I've ever known and loved. I do so knowing that perhaps you all shall hate me for my desertion. Perhaps that is what I desire from all of you. Leaving is made easier when the ones you love begin to feel nothing but a seething hatred. Josie, Serith, Ruthia, Ramoth, Imreis...I love you all, but this is for the best. So it is with a heavy heart I leave this note for all of you, with a heavy heart I turn away. It is with a heavy heart I tell you, Serith, to forget me. You will never know the despair which greets me when I write this, but...there is nothing else, not any longer. So...forgive me. No, that is not the phrase I need. What I need is for you all to forget me. Please...
With hesitation and regret,
Sigil