Time Stamp: 70th of Fall 512AV Sitting on the ground outside of the Infirmary, Iosha stared at the unopened letter in her hand. Iosha was shocked when the courier brought her a letter. He said it been sitting on his desk for two years waiting to be claimed by her when she arrived in Wind Reach. She could tell by the discoloring of the white envelope that the letter has been through a lot during these seven years traveling to Wind Reach. Iosha looked at the her name and noticed the handwriting was her Grandmother's handwriting. Grandmother Sacari always had the flare for dramatics in her handwriting especially when writing people's names. Iosha wanted to write as elegantly as her grandmother as long as she could remember. However, the years of being a professional student never gave her the luxury of elegance in the way she wrote, so most of her journal was filled with pages upon pages of unreadable scrawl written across the parchment. Iosha looked at front of the envelope and saw her name written in Kontinese, Nari, and Common, and on the top left side was the destination of the letter. Iosha knew her Grandmother must have spent a lot of money to courier this single letter from Mura to Wind Reach. Staring at for intensely for a moment, Iosha worked up the courage to open the letter. Before she opened it, she took a deep breath and opened the letter not wanting to read what her grandmother wrote her in Kontinese. Dear Iosha, As you can guess this is your Grandmother Sacari. I hope you didn't wait too long receive this letter, but I can imagine how many hands it passed through to get to Wind Reach. Since the pleasantries are now over, I have to ask you one question. Why Holy Hai did you leave Mura without giving me so much of note telling me your plans?? I could of help you on your journey to your father's homeland! I knew how much you longed to see what your late mother saw in Wind Reach.., and I know you always had a tendency to jump before your looked, but what you did to me was irresponsible, selfish, and childish... I know I am being hard on you right now, but you scared the shyte out of me when you left Mura. Do you know how many dangerous and malicious people are on the main land of Mizahar. Who would love to take advantage of a young naive Konti like yourself, Iosha. I am sorry, Iosha, but I am just angry and hurt. Your the only thing left of my daughter Neia, and I love you too much to lose you senselessly to dangers of our world. I know the time before you left for Wind Reach that you and I weren't seeing eye to eye, but you need to understand. You are not well Iosha. The accident did something to your mind that I don't fully understand. All I know is you changed, and you are different now... I know I should have been less protective and more supportive of your dreams, but you need to be careful when you practice your magic... Well I have decided to take a break from all the committees on Mura, and I am going to visit you in Wind Reach. Since I don't know when you will arrive in your new home, I will visit your aunt in Riverfall, so if you arrive in Wind Reach in the years 504AV to 511AV, send me a letter write away and I will be on a next ship to Kalea. If I don't hear from you in Riverfall, It will give me a chance to check on a old lover of mine too, so it should be like a holiday for me! After Riverfall, I am going to visit another friend in Lhavit, so I should be there from the fall of 511AV to the summer of 513AV, If I haven't heard from you till than... I will be starting my search for you in Wind Reach. Well I just wanted to let you know that I love you with all my heart Little One and remember you are never alone. Always thinking of you, Nana Reading the letter over and over again, Iosha couldn't not stop the silent tears running down her cheeks. The letter from her grandmother was her only link to her life living in her beloved home of Mura. With everything good and bad happened to her in the last eight years, she could scarcely remembered the mystical island of her birth. Iosha looked up and leaned her head against the wall staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, Iosha started to remember the days when her mother Neia preformed music for her daughter and grandmother sitting on the couch. Little Iosha would always snuggled up to her Grandmother listening to her mother's music until she fell asleep. It was her most precious memory about her family, and for the longest time, she thought those happy times were gone forever. Feeling heartbroken and ashamed, Iosha brought her knees up to her chest, laid her head on the top of knees, and started to sob outside of the Infirmary. |