11-14-2016, 01:44 AM
Lord Angelo,
First, pray forgive me for my outburst. It was... hardly appropriate considering what you did for Noelle. You will forever have my gratitude. A friend of a friend… so few would risk their life to save someone of that relation; she would be dead were it not for you. And I… well… I do not doubt the closeness of my relationship with her has been apparent. She fears so much… and I… I would never forgive myself if she had to traverse that path alone. Not when it was my ability as a healer that failed her.
Yet, I do not leave you this for the sake of my own rambling. Grandmother Kella told me. Please do not fault her for doing so for she would never have breathed a word without your consent had it not been to ease my mind. When I awoke and you were gone I feared… I am afraid my composure desires much as of late. She did emphasize your wish to be alone, however, so pray accept this note in my stead.
I cannot pretend to understand what you are feeling. It would do you a disservice if I thought I did for, physically, my brush with death’s veil claimed very little. Yet these five years without sight have shown me something:
The true worth of a person never lays upon their surface. No matter how deep your scars may be, you have not changed. In my eyes, you have not changed from the night we danced nearly a decade ago – the last time I truly saw you with my own sight. Whenever I look at you, I will always see a nobleman of sixteen with a charming smile on his lips – ready to show his talent to the world whether they wished to watch or not.
Always remember who you are in your heart.
The you that I see.
You will never be anything else, Angelo.
Should you wish my companionship or assistance, request it of any servant of the Hand and they will find me. For as long as friends, and heroes, remain beneath the roof of this temple, my place is here.
First, pray forgive me for my outburst. It was... hardly appropriate considering what you did for Noelle. You will forever have my gratitude. A friend of a friend… so few would risk their life to save someone of that relation; she would be dead were it not for you. And I… well… I do not doubt the closeness of my relationship with her has been apparent. She fears so much… and I… I would never forgive myself if she had to traverse that path alone. Not when it was my ability as a healer that failed her.
Yet, I do not leave you this for the sake of my own rambling. Grandmother Kella told me. Please do not fault her for doing so for she would never have breathed a word without your consent had it not been to ease my mind. When I awoke and you were gone I feared… I am afraid my composure desires much as of late. She did emphasize your wish to be alone, however, so pray accept this note in my stead.
I cannot pretend to understand what you are feeling. It would do you a disservice if I thought I did for, physically, my brush with death’s veil claimed very little. Yet these five years without sight have shown me something:
The true worth of a person never lays upon their surface. No matter how deep your scars may be, you have not changed. In my eyes, you have not changed from the night we danced nearly a decade ago – the last time I truly saw you with my own sight. Whenever I look at you, I will always see a nobleman of sixteen with a charming smile on his lips – ready to show his talent to the world whether they wished to watch or not.
Always remember who you are in your heart.
The you that I see.
You will never be anything else, Angelo.
Should you wish my companionship or assistance, request it of any servant of the Hand and they will find me. For as long as friends, and heroes, remain beneath the roof of this temple, my place is here.