Rose moves to the boards to tack up a message and scowls softly. She makes an addendum, then tacks it up.
In darker, red ink:
Dear Bhryn,
I wish to thank you for extending to me an invitation to your wedding, and the kind words about my mother. It is nice to know now that without her, there are still people here who held her in high enough respect and perhaps even a sense of family to extend such feelings to me as well. I regret that I could not attend last night, and hope that it was festive, memorable, and that you can forgive me.
Rose
Beneath, in slightly fresher ink:
To the owner of the note above, I'd just like to say you are nothing more than a weak coward. I have seen your kind before and they always disappear just as quickly as they "appear", for while they think themselves great they truly are weak.
Enjoy what little time you have in this realm for I suspect that its end draws near.
In darker, red ink:
Dear Bhryn,
I wish to thank you for extending to me an invitation to your wedding, and the kind words about my mother. It is nice to know now that without her, there are still people here who held her in high enough respect and perhaps even a sense of family to extend such feelings to me as well. I regret that I could not attend last night, and hope that it was festive, memorable, and that you can forgive me.
Rose
Beneath, in slightly fresher ink:
To the owner of the note above, I'd just like to say you are nothing more than a weak coward. I have seen your kind before and they always disappear just as quickly as they "appear", for while they think themselves great they truly are weak.
Enjoy what little time you have in this realm for I suspect that its end draws near.
