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𝐈’𝐦 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐊𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚. 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧.

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𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐟𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧, 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐲 𝟏𝟖𝟎𝟑, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝟏𝟖𝟏𝟎.

𝐈 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐡𝐢. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐱. 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬.

𝐀 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤 (𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫) 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐒𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦.

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Nyxe shows up at Ishani's house and knocks on her door. When she opens it, they stand there awkwardly, not looking at Ishani, but she can see that their face is stained with tears and they look paler than usual. They mumble something incoherent and thrust a letter in to Ishani's hands.

Hello,

I hope you aren’t too upset with me. I’m sorry it’s taken this long to send you a letter. It’s hard to get mail from our hezen and I had a few to write. Oh, what am I saying? Pitiful excuses, that’s what. If everything went accordingly, this letter will get to you late July. I hope you haven’t given up on me. If you have… well, I don’t know if I can handle that. I suppose the only thing I can say to that is I’m sorry. I’m sorry for disappearing again. It went so fast and I barely had time to think – oh, here come the excuses again. I’m sorry, I miss you terribly. You and Elias. Hopefully the birds haven’t been giving you too much trouble.

I should probably give you some explanation, shouldn’t I? I’ve been stalling long enough, although it shouldn’t be too difficult to figure out where I’m writing from. I’m in hezen. Cease all worrying that I'm in danger, although it’s incredibly difficult to leave. This realm is a proper maze. You see, I came home one day and my mother and two angels I didn’t recognize were standing in the living room. Honestly, it’s a bit of a blur. My mother convinced me to visit (and I can’t for the life of me remember exactly what she said, so I left.) Not even a note… gods, what was I thinking? The Ten Realms, Ishani, is beautiful. Constantly changing blue skies, wispy clouds, and wind in every direction. Trees that are thin and strong, perfect for perching. And so many people like me! People with wings, people who fly. It’s amazing! But… I’m sorry for leaving without notice. I’ve failed you again. I hope that you’ll somehow forgive me. I hope that I haven’t lost you already and I’m too late. I love you, Ishani, no matter where I go or what I do, I will always hold you in my heart. Look out for our son, okay? He needs his mother. I’ll return as soon as I figure out how. Wait for me, I’m coming home soon. I love you.

Love,

Laurya

P.S. I found some night-blooming flowers. You’ll love them.

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Ishani takes a look at the note, then her little boy, and back at the note. She folds it up, shakes her head softly.

"Would you like some chai, Nyxe?" She says quietly.

goddess-of-birds

Ishani: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.

Laurya: You and me!

Ishani: *tearing up* Ok-

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