The Queen did not make him wait long, for soon a reply came to him.
She worried for him, and prayed for him because of this! Indeed was the sphinx flattered, and made this known in his reply:
My dear Queen,
You needn't worry for my safe keeping. There is a story I have yet to share... one of where my father sent me on my own for three sunrises, with no resources for my travels, nor companions. When I have returned, perhaps I could tell it again with more detail. It is certainly an interesting tale. But with what I have told, know that I am well prepared, and will remain in one piece.
Even in traveling word he could still jest! For it was Toula that lightened his heart, brought warm to his chest, and the remembered humor of his youth.
On he continued, for there was much more he wished to share with her.
I have not yet found any berries, but the meadows here have many divine treasures. Flowers upon flowers! They never seem to end; all of various, beautiful shades, and of many sweet aromas. I could not help but think of your sesh and garden–keeper, Haizel. That they might enjoy it here, as might you.
For they both shared a fondness of beauty in landscapes. It would certainly appease a crowd of many; the scents to engulf them all, never displeasing.
I have decided that I shall write to you much during my ventures. With each new territory, I shall send a letter sharing my findings, so that you do not have to wait. For it would be a crime to keep hidden you from these divine places for too long! Expect to hear from me again soon, as I have reached the border of these meadows. I do not know what awaits me next, but I have high hopes.
Think of these flowers I have described when you sleep, so that your dreams may bring you peace and delight — as only I wish I could in these coming days. But for now, only my letters can provide this to you. I hope it may suffice in my absence.
If I do not hear from you again, know that I think of you with each new letter and every step my travels take me. And I shall until next I see of you, and even long thereafter.
Oh, how there was so much more he could share! But what details remained were better told in person. So he would save them, just for her!
She worried for him, and prayed for him because of this! Indeed was the sphinx flattered, and made this known in his reply:
My dear Queen,
You needn't worry for my safe keeping. There is a story I have yet to share... one of where my father sent me on my own for three sunrises, with no resources for my travels, nor companions. When I have returned, perhaps I could tell it again with more detail. It is certainly an interesting tale. But with what I have told, know that I am well prepared, and will remain in one piece.
Even in traveling word he could still jest! For it was Toula that lightened his heart, brought warm to his chest, and the remembered humor of his youth.
On he continued, for there was much more he wished to share with her.
I have not yet found any berries, but the meadows here have many divine treasures. Flowers upon flowers! They never seem to end; all of various, beautiful shades, and of many sweet aromas. I could not help but think of your sesh and garden–keeper, Haizel. That they might enjoy it here, as might you.
For they both shared a fondness of beauty in landscapes. It would certainly appease a crowd of many; the scents to engulf them all, never displeasing.
I have decided that I shall write to you much during my ventures. With each new territory, I shall send a letter sharing my findings, so that you do not have to wait. For it would be a crime to keep hidden you from these divine places for too long! Expect to hear from me again soon, as I have reached the border of these meadows. I do not know what awaits me next, but I have high hopes.
Think of these flowers I have described when you sleep, so that your dreams may bring you peace and delight — as only I wish I could in these coming days. But for now, only my letters can provide this to you. I hope it may suffice in my absence.
If I do not hear from you again, know that I think of you with each new letter and every step my travels take me. And I shall until next I see of you, and even long thereafter.
Oh, how there was so much more he could share! But what details remained were better told in person. So he would save them, just for her!
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He who sows the wind harvests the storm - by Thutmose - August 23, 2023, 08:29 AM
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