(This is an unfinished story draft about types of media)
I am writing today for the sole purpose of telling you a story about a man I once knew and was loved by; His name is Christian Boughen. The Capital knows Christian as someone daring and curious, but I know him more than that. He is someone you'll find at tavern chatting with travelers just to get that tiny piece of information that could inspire him to do his crazy deeds. One time, he provoked one of the innkeepers. The lad poured his beer all over the countertops just because someone told him to make a scene in exchange for information about the northerners. In the end, he was thrown out and wasn't allowed to enter the tavern again. Bloody crook, if I wasn't there to save his ass, he would've been locked in a dungeon or so.
But...Christian is spontaneous and always yearning for adventure, other's might see that uncanny for a man of morals to be acting so. But for me, I see it as someone who wants to know the world for what it truly is...
So, let me tell you how we met, shall we?
We first met in the northern capital of Hueberham, where the flowers bloom in the winter breeze and where you can see the stars in the afternoon heat. It is a strange town, I know. But nonetheless, I was there to deliver a letter to his dad Armando Boughen. His father is the bishop of Hueberham, who always wore a cloak with the finest quality of silks with a crest of Eisendoor to show he is a nobility. Unlike Christian, who only wore commoner's clothes just because he's more comfortable with it.
When I arrived with the letter, Christian was playing with his sister as Mister Boughen sat on the front porch, reading newspapers from different publishing origins.
"Good day, Sir! I have been sent to deliver a letter to you from the front row of Balench." I said as I extend my hand to give him the letter while bowing to show my respect.
"A letter? from whom I wonder," He said as he looked at the letter, batting his eye and squinting it just to see the indented words.
"Ah, from your father!" He exclaimed as he stood up from his chair, letting the newspapers fall to the ground. "It must be the project I've been funding for a while..." The bishop is funding my father, an inventor, to create means of communication that can extend throughout the world without the use of magic. Since magicians are dying out because of their fertility rates, this is a vital problem that the front row of Balench and Capital of Hueberham are accompanied to solve.
Please do tell your father to contact me through telegram instead of sending a letter." He said as he batted his eyes towards me with disgust. The bishop isn't fond of me because of the accident. One time I was cleaning the laboratory and forgot to close the door; a cat came in and jumped on the cauldron, resulting in the chemicals to react and explode. Poor cat tho...
Ps: I honestly don't know where I'm going for this since I'm pantsing, but this is supposed to be a post about MIL and the different types of media used. But I guess I failed to extenuate that into a story, so I am deeply sorry. I'll just have to explain where I'm going with this to make sense. Basically, all the media that are introduced to this story are different, like the letter, telegram, newspaper, and magic. I was going to continue the story, but when I found out I was getting to more than 500+ words and not even close to the middle part, I just had to stop here and explain myself. So If I was to continue this story, this is going to branch out to when Christian was 26, and I was 25. This is to show how much the media changed and what improved in society. More so, there will be a part where I will reflect on what happened to me and Christian and how we bonded with the use of different media. As I will be a future writer in the story and Christian as a traveler and Inventor. So yes, If I continue the story, I will no doubt reach probably 12-15k words just for this one post alone. Also, I still posted this story even though it isn't finished because I already wrote the first part, and I am not going to use this plot in my future stories, so might-as-well make use of em here. Maybe my next post will just be the standard “What I learned about MIL” type of post, cause making these post interesting enough to read is harrdddd!!!
Anyway, Thank you for reading xD lol
(Word count: 817 words)