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[Untitled] Sixth LetterAí Avúlia!
We are but an hour's journey from you now. I know it is custom for our people to meet at five hundred paces, but you should set out now. Aewaean grows even weaker, and the sooner you see her, the sooner she can begin to heal.
Iamin is still a few days out. The Ailan have been instructed to report to you now. Have you received anything from them?
I look forward to meeting you and Eolan.
Vivaereth Alónia, the Burning Passion
Aewaean Alónia, the Desperate One
Marnin Owaea, the River About to Flood
[Untitled] Fifth LetterAí Avúlia!
We are a few days' journey from your abode. We have had to disguise ourselves from the Mortals, who have taken to the darkness. My dear sister Aewaean was shot in the leg by one of their foul arrows. The wound has healed somewhat now, but she grows ever weaker; her star fades…. I fear the arrow was poisoned. We know nothing of poison, and hope that you do. She cannot walk on her own; Marnin and I carry her. It makes our progress slow. Please help her.
Just yesterday I received word from Iamin, the son of the Lord of the Ailan. I have enclosed the letter.
The fires burn in the shadows.
Vivaereth Alónia, the Burning Passion
Aewaean Alónia, the Failing Star
Marnin Owaea, the Boiling One
Caerla, Aí Vivaereth!
We are in a time of great sorrow. My Lord father has fallen deathly ill. I have seen nothing like it. He grows pale, and it is as though his life force ebbs away. The healers can find no cure. I would ask you to ask the Asténter to help him. But I do not beli
[Untitled] Fourth LetterAí Vivaereth!
What worrisome news you bring before me! I never did care for that straight-laced foal, Lumía, or his installation as council head, but to think! He has banished you three in light of what's happening. I feel I must apologize to you, for it was I who suggested you bring this matter before the council. Why did I not foresee this? One does not simply rouse sleeping children from their beds. The children will toss and fight, grasping for more of their pleasant dreams.
It falls to those who have stayed awake in vigil to contend with the thief upon the house. Though I fear that thief has already stolen his way inside. I worry for the council members who remain. Perhaps your banishment was in fact a stroke of good fortune. We must be wary of our allies in the future.
This message comes to you via my faithful friend, Areil. No doubt you did not hear her downy wings beat nor see her graceful white form until she wa
[Untitled] Third LetterO Avúlia!
It brings joy to my heart that you are well. I am saddened that our first contact has been marred by the darkness. I heed your word of the Mortals; you perceive them as harmless. I wonder if you have given thought to the events that would occur if the Mortals seized the power of the darkness and turned as one to destroy us, the Asténter. The ants, as you called them, have grown to immense numbers. Is it not possible that, if they banded together with themselves and the darkness, they could defeat us?
I brought this news before the great Council of the Asténter, and I relay the synopsis to you now:
Lumía, the Great Council Master, has led the Asténter through many battles which brought an age of peace to all. This you know, for you took part in the Great War as did we all. But, since you have left for the Mortal realm, the peace never once was challenged. Lumía has led the Council into complacency, and will not accept my word as
[Untitled] Second LetterGreetings, Vivaereth,
Your letter finds me in good health as I hope mine finds you. It has been many years since I set forth from the shining halls of the Asténter with thirst for the knowledge that could only be quenched by witnessing for myself what lies beyond. Here I remain in the land of the Mortals; my cup of knowledge has become half full, but it is also half empty.
But what I have learned is thus: Do not trouble yourself on the habits of the Mortals. They are as ants to us, destructive only to themselves, respawning quickly – they are harmless.
But this darkness we have felt bodes grim tidings. Yes, I have sensed it too. Even before you or the Council noticed it, I have been watching it. 'Twas small and insignificant at first, but it grew like a festering wound. I was content to bide my time, but I fear I did not have the foresight to speak sooner, for this dark power has grown manifold more powerful in recent days beyond my compr
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