#letter feels

[naitdresden]

After

Nait clings her bag a little closer to her person as she strolls down the streets of Stormwind. She kept re-reading the note in her head, the note she was currently clutching through her bag. I’m no longer the mage you knew in Gilneas. She knew that. She had known for a while, yet it had been so hard to let go of the idea until she ran into Abi in Dalaran. It was difficult to see her the way she was now when she had known her the way she was before. Nait cursed under her breath, cursing the name of Sylvanas as she made her way towards the inn. She felt eyes following her as she muttered under her breath, but she ignored it like always. She makes her way inside and rushes by the bar to her room, unlocking and swinging open the door before shutting it behind her, though not loudly. It was late and she didn’t want to cause a commotion. I’ve loved you for a long while...those words stuck out the most to Nait. She had loved Abi too....she still did, but not in the same way anymore. She sat on the bed and pulled the letter out, unfolding it gently as her fingers ran over the words Abi had written so long ago...and then the fresher print from a more recent time. This was it, this was what she was meant to have from Abi. Not the picture in her locket, that was meant for Abi to have...and she had passed it to Gin for that very reason. She smiled at the last part as her eyes began to fill with tears. I want you to move on. Find happiness. Find love again. She folded the note gently and held it to her chest as she began to cry fully now, her face bowed and tears fell to her thighs. You deserve love...life. Happiness.

You did too, Abi, Nait thought to herself as she wiped her own tears, returning the parchment to a small journal in her bag. She slipped it between the cover and the last page carefully and gently sat it beside her before falling back onto the bed, rolling to her side and, for the first time, truly thinking about another woman who had caught her attention...finally at peace with the idea of moving on, hopefully with her.

I will always love you, Abi. She closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

@thegrumpiestwarlock (mentions, letter references)

[flashfire344]

Desmond Collins

The young man sat down with a few nice prices of paper. He slowly writes on the pieces of paper, taking great care not to make a mistake.

"To whom may read this.

I find it hard to word this letter. My intent for it is for anyone reading to see my small view if the world. To understand how I see things. Please pardon the length of it.

I try to see the best in people and try to draw that out in them. My grandfather taught me that all life, even the evilest among us is precious and must be guarded well. I set out to make that so for as many as I could. I didn’t want to do it by prowess of arms, or political maneuvers for I am only a farmers boy and worse still lacking physically and mentally for any violent arts. This goal has not been met, as my attempts have failed. It seems my form of helping and my skills to protect people were ineffective and unneeded by most I encountered. I fear that no one bar my family truly understood me, which of course is my fault as I carried myself timidly and with a shy heart. Despite that I tried my hardest to care for people even if I hurt myself and let myself be wounded time and time again. I take full responsibility for it, it was all through my deficiencies in life that didn’t help.

That being said, I wanted to write a letter that I could send to everyone in the hopes I may be heard if only for one last time. I am not a smart man, or as stated before, physically capable of many things. I struggled to find my place, to smile and laugh. It felt so hard to get those moments when I laughed and joined in on the fun of the moment.

That’s when I realized something, I live in my own world within tyria, I view things differently and do things differently then others. I feel and think them differently. All my efforts were me trying to make my world fit and be accepted into everyone else’s world. I started to worry about every word uttered out of my mouth. To think, rethink every meaning of the words. I soon became haunted by my own scrutiny that it became hard to even go out and talk to anyone. It felt like I was automatically doing something wrong as soon as I opened my mouth. That just being alive was a sin. Being away from it I learned that it wasn’t so to that degree. It felt like it though, from my perspective I saw my efforts crumble no matter how many times I bravely fought on. Each defeat brought more demons to my head and my confidence found new lows.

Through it all, I learned to accept it and understand that my little view of the world isn’t comparable with many others. They see a shy person but I want to show them I am trying my best and I am pushing past it. Yet my efforts are unfruitful and just on the cusp of happiness I ruin it. I accept this as it is the only answer to come to me when I weight the circumstances. Therefore I have thought long and hard over the course of action I can take to fix this. I could not think of anything so I decided I would leave, leave from the problem. I am planning a trip to go on, when I return I have no clue or if I will. Worry not though, I do not plan on going anywhere too dangerous alone. I just wish to see the world and help anyway I can no matter how small this is.

I want you, the reader of this, to know that I sent this to you in hope you may carry a good memory and a smile when you think of me. Maybe you will see me on my exploits around, but I doubt it. Sorry for the lengthy letter. Good bye for now.

Desmond liam Collins.”

This letter was delivered to a few people. Mostly to people he had connections with.

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[sewer-swan]

I think my favourite surname sounds are the ones that end in -awa. Chu Ishikawa and Kei Fujiwara, you have the best names ever. Also I've been really getting into ou in names and such recently. Touhou, Yousei, Houdini... I really like that combination of letters for some reason.