A letter appears at some point in your Mog House--on thick vellum paper, written in a loopy, narrow handwriting, addressed to you specifically down to your weight, blood type, and birthdate. Your Moogle has no knowledge of how it arrived in your room; it may have even arrived while you were looking the other way, or perhaps you found it after a long day of adventuring. You open it up, half-wary, half-intrigued, and read:
Greetings!
Your fame and/or notoriety, especially with certain esteemed persons of unestimable esteem, are such that I of late have--that is to say, it has been brought to my attention, this fame/notoriety--by these selfsame esteemed personages. And they have spoken highly of you--or rather, they might have had they been the sorts to speak at all--and I began to wonder if you were more like an ocean or more like a raindrop, for I have use for the former and none for the latter, and I should like to make use of you, oh yes.
So! There will be a test--well, it's really more like a game, so you don't have to study or anything, really--but not just for you, for you and all of you, because I want to meet all of you. There is a certain place, known to me but not known to many, well, to many but not many that are like you, and we can meet in this place, and I can meet all of you rather than just you, and I'll get to see the you that you usually do not see. I would like, very much, to meet you there. We don't have to meet of course, I want you to want to meet me as much as I want to meet you, especially if it's all of you that wants to meet me, oh yes, but then I am sure you're going to go mad with both wondering and curiosity, and no one ever found out any answers by not going and seeing and meeting. Don't worry--if it's you, it'll be okay for sure.
Oh, and one more thing--this place is a place of shadow-people. I know you've been looking for a shadow-person lately, and if you come, if you did decide to meet and see and know and be, you'll find her! Isn't that great? That'll be some incentive for you, if you come. So, think about it, and we'll talk again soon I'm sure, and hopefully then we'll get to meet!
There is no signature, only a dark ink blot with three exceedingly thin, tiny ovals over a large circular blob.
6 comments:
You tease.
For some reason, I'm struck with the image of a Tarutaru, or an estranged Hume SCH, writing these letters. I don't know why. D: Now I'm going to be wondering until you get back. THANKS A LOT. :(
*looks around for the cat that wrote the letter*
Oho, you have internet access out there?
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I have very, very limited Internet access out here, and I have to pay for it :( But I'll be popping onto the blog to post things periodically, I'm working on a story to post later ^^ Also feel free to e-mail me, I'm checking it periodically!
We miss you Alby =/ But I hope you are having a lot of fun ^^
"You got like a pencil or something? It'll be easier to make sense of this thing if we put it in normal english first"
Mai rolls onto the bed on her stomach, tapping her foot on the pillow and writing down the occasional sentence on a piece of paper from Seik while looking over the letter.
"Your fame, especially in a certain group, has been enough to grab my attention. (This group doesn't speak?) I wish to put you to use, if you are strong enough.
There will be a test/game for all of you, so that I can meet you. It will be in a shadow-place, and we will see an unusual side of (all of) you. A shadow-place where you should find the shadow-person you've been looking for."
The paper is closed by a decent attempt at copying the outline of the signature.
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