I don't know where to begin.
Do I ask you how you are, still? It's odd but I know how you've been doing. Not because I've heard from you or I've personally seen you. Nothing of the sort; although I wish it was like that.
Quite recently, I've exchanged letters with your grandmother. ❞
Gabriel had to pause at this point in writing his letter, absolutely embarrassed as he remembers, taking a few more moments to recompose himself and continue writing.
❝ She received my letter instead, since you've moved away it seems. It may have been my fault for not writing for some time now , so I apologize.
I didn't know how to politely ask your grandmother for your mailing address because:
1. I am a stranger to her. She might think I'm some stalker. And I doubt she'd risk that for her favorite grandson.
2. She asked me how I was, to talk about myself, why I was writing, and many more inquiries. It seems she likes writing. As to why I suddenly become a respondent of her letters now, it remains a myster.
3. No.2 is actually me trying to say: I don't know how to stop replying to your grandmother.
It'd be rude to suddenly just stop...
Bless the Goddess I've managed to ask for a mailing address to you this time, and here I am. ❞
Again, Gabriel paused, the biggest need to scratch everything and just stop sending letters altogether. He always thought he could get away with his lack of social skills and incredible awkwardness if he just wrote instead.
But here he was, still fumbling with inked words.
❝ I supposed I should say this first: Welcome to Leuda.
The weather won't be too nice in the days to come, so I hope you're staying at a comfortable place. Away from the rats, the creaking doors and the leaks.
I live a fairly simple life in Leuda, and I can’t offer much company. But if you’d like, you’ll find me on most days in the mines or the zoo.
PS: No. 3 of the factors I listed down is also me saying : Help me. ❞
