Tag: Maracius x 2

Regynn tapped the pen against her chin, her gray eyes closed as she went over the last few days and how she would tell her friend in a way that he wouldn't laugh. After a moment she growled under her breath, admitting that such a way did not exist. Resigned, she put ink to paper for another letter home.

Marc,

I had my first duty assignment and it seems folks here don't listen any better than they do there. I know my papers told them I'm not a healer. I've seen those very words myself. But of course they didn't listen, all they saw was priest and off they went. 

I was sent to a place that had recently been attacked and there were lots of wounded. I told them I didn't heal but they piled a stack of bandages in my arms with a look of...

The three of them stood in the kitchen, Kyalith, her hands elbow deep in hot, sudsy water, washed the dinner dishes while Regynn took the clean ones from her and rinsed them, then handed them to Clair for drying.

“I think it’s romantic. It’s like me and my husband, we knew each other from school. From the moment I looked at him I knew he was the one.” Kya said as she handed a platter to Regynn.

Regynn took the dish, sighing in exasperation, “I’ve told you a million times, Marc isn’t my boyfriend. We’re just friends.”

“You have to forgive my sister.” Clair said, taking the platter and swiping a towel across it’s wet surface then putting the still damp dish on the shelf. “She sees the world through rose...