Tag: afraid of the sight of blood x 1

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...