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- Posted: Sun, 28 Oct 2007 01:43:34 +0000
Exiled Poet... Here is Holly's letter to her father. I think I have it exact...
Sorry if the spelling of a few names are wrong.
To my dear father,
Father, when are you planning on coming home? The olive tree in our garden, the one you love so much, has already started to bloom. It has glowers like giant clouds. I know mother, and our butler Worsley too, are truing very hard to keep me from worrying. I can tell that both of them are trying their best to keep me from knowing just how dangerous your work is, however, the flock of birds I saw from Minagese and the whispers I have been hearing from the servants makes me worry some how. There are things important to you father that I do not understand. Such as the ways of chivalry, but perhaps there are things important to me which you do not understand, like the cake I want to bake for you father. I will continue to pray from your safety under the skies of Norkia.
Yours always,
Holly Madthane.
Sorry if the spelling of a few names are wrong.
To my dear father,
Father, when are you planning on coming home? The olive tree in our garden, the one you love so much, has already started to bloom. It has glowers like giant clouds. I know mother, and our butler Worsley too, are truing very hard to keep me from worrying. I can tell that both of them are trying their best to keep me from knowing just how dangerous your work is, however, the flock of birds I saw from Minagese and the whispers I have been hearing from the servants makes me worry some how. There are things important to you father that I do not understand. Such as the ways of chivalry, but perhaps there are things important to me which you do not understand, like the cake I want to bake for you father. I will continue to pray from your safety under the skies of Norkia.
Yours always,
Holly Madthane.
