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27th moon [written]
Oct. 19th, 2013 06:58 pmKain Highwind has returned to his world.
[His world; not his home. Not for another seventeen years, barring a miracle or some sort of alternate universe, and with no letters to compensate for that absence, either.
Cecil would like to stop writing there, to pretend the letters on the page are not shakier than usual, but he cannot allow himself to be so irresponsible either, considering the state of the house.]
I have too much food for a single person, now, and I'd rather not see it go to waste. Should you want any, please come to house nine. Some of it is already prepared, if that is more convenient for you.
[There, now that's enough. He just hopes that part will soon be over with. Hiding from the world for a few days sounds better every time he thinks about it.]
[His world; not his home. Not for another seventeen years, barring a miracle or some sort of alternate universe, and with no letters to compensate for that absence, either.
Cecil would like to stop writing there, to pretend the letters on the page are not shakier than usual, but he cannot allow himself to be so irresponsible either, considering the state of the house.]
I have too much food for a single person, now, and I'd rather not see it go to waste. Should you want any, please come to house nine. Some of it is already prepared, if that is more convenient for you.
[There, now that's enough. He just hopes that part will soon be over with. Hiding from the world for a few days sounds better every time he thinks about it.]
