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The Family
Posted: 26 Oct 2004 02:28 PM |
From the Journal of the Last Son ((several pages back from the most recent entry))
We are bound now, by situation, by choice, and by oath. One family united in all things. Sworn to be there for one another, to protect one another, to be true kin. No man is luckier then I, to be able to call them family. They know my secret….one of them, at least, and have sworn to protect it. They know why I speak to myself without knowing, and of the one that lives closer to me then any other. They know, yet the do not leave me alone.
They are my family, and I am theirs. What I have is theirs. My money, my possessions, my service, and if I must, my life.
Coretta Alandar: She is like a beloved sister to me, yet we have only recently met. I find in her such a pure spirit and loyal soul that I am put to shame by my lacking. I love *scratched out marks care for her deeply, as I am sure she does for me. Someday I hope we can help her find peace, with her brother, her church, and maybe even her god. But for now, I am glad she is with us.
Claudia Alexandra: The dear little one, she is mysterious and alone, yet there is a bond there. I do not know how it was established, but some things are not worth questioning. I suspect she knows more then I, anyways. She quiet, even gentle in her nature, but I cannot help but to sense something far deeper then that. For myself, I care for her as a brother cares for a sister. And I think she feels the same for me, and for all of us. I hope someday I can understand her better. If she lets me. Until then, I thank that the Myth of Fate lead her to my life.
Eliana Khalid: She is closer to me then anyone…and what should I think? She knows my challenges yes she does not turn away. She knows my heart, even if she does not realize it. And I find myself unable to stop myself from loving her. One may as well ask the tide to stay out or the rain to stop falling. She is my family, and more.
That voice, ever present in my mind and ever close to my thoughts, objects. He thinks I am getting too close, that I am losing my focus. I know he was a good man in life, I have been told that by those he was close to. But I think he has lost something important. I do not think he has the ability to feel compassion any longer. He is consumed by his tasks, that which I must do for him, and will not allow anything to interfere.
But he will not control me, I will not allow it. I will protect my family, I will be there for them…they are my kin, and I theirs. I swear it, on my father’s name.
I swear it. |
My name is Byron Lorian....I am the Last Son |
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Re: The Family
Posted: 27 Oct 2004 12:35 PM |
My dearest brother,
I'm writing this hoping to find you well. I will be returning to see you very shortly, and my heart leaps at the thought of being able to hug you again. I know it may be a trial, but I now realize that I must be willing to face the consequences of my actions. I can no longer hide, I must take responsibility. The Just Hand of Midoran will be with me, and I will accept my fate.
These conclusions I've come to in recent days mostly due to the incredible people I have met and become very close with. We have vowed to each other to protect one another, to help one another, to be strong for each other. We are a family, and I am bound to protect and serve them as my own. I will tell you of them, Josias, a little. I know that you will meet them one day, and love them as I do.
Byron Lorian: He is a true and honorable man, and he reminds me strongly of you, my brother. A bit bossy perhaps, but always with care and the well-being of others in mind. I lean on him, I'll admit, and was drawn to him from the moment we met. I love him dearly, as I love the others. I know you will like him, and most likely you will argue at length about things that make no sense whatsoever to me.
Eliana Khalid: She is a most vibrant woman, very confident and exuding a self-assertion that I am envious of. I draw much strength from the determination that she is able to command, and admire her a great deal. I am glad to call her my friend, and think of her as my sister. I love her greatly, and do hope that the trials she has had someday give way to happiness and peace within our care.
Claudia Alexandra: Claudia is most dear to me. I draw great comfort from her presence, and I think she from mine. Her touch calms me, and when she is around I feel a good deal less frightened. I do call her my sister, and feel at once protected by and protective of her. I love her with all my heart, and think that she returns the feelings.
I will write more later, brother, about another who is dear to me and that I am sure you will have the occassion to meet. For now, I have introduced you to my family. I know you will love them as much as I do.
In service, your loving sister,
Coretta |
Trishy
Macha Sparrowsong - Song is my life
Coretta Alandar - Cleric of Midoran
Dekla Debena - whatever
Not all people who wander are lost.
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Re: The Family
Posted: 24 Feb 2005 02:05 PM |
From the Journal of the Last Son
I left Eliana in the desert, alone, to face her special darkness. Gabriel, a face from her past, has returned to haunt her. She says he has threatened my life; that I am "in the way." But it is more than that.
Before I left Eliana in the desert, something important came to pass. Our family grew by another member, this one a heart both pure and darkened at the same time. While I may not always agree with his methods, I cannot deny his love for my family, especially Claudia.
Johe Jaxon took the vow of family on the desert plains. There he became one of us, and no matter the cost or the pain, we are all now one. His love for Claudia is unmatched, even by Alton, whose true dedication to this family I now question. Perhaps he never truly joined our ranks.
Johe, however, will remain loyal, and I welcome him as a man welcomes his own brother. Though we are of different races, our blood is now the same, and his struggles are now my struggles, as it is with everyone in the family.
But when it was done, we left Eliana alone in the desert. I have been praying at the oasis by Ender's ever since, I only stopped for a moment to write a bit in my journal and take some water. I shall fast and pray until her two days are up, or until she returns to me safely. My heart is torn asunder and I cannot stand for fear for her.
Eliana...be careful....I stretch out my thoughts to her, but as before, there is nothing.
And in the pit of my stomach, I realize I did not tell her I loved her before I left....She knows, of course, but I should have said it. I should have said so many things. |
My name is Byron Lorian....I am the Last Son |
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