"Come on, _! Get up!" she curled her toes as her sheet was pulled from her. "What's so important?" she groaned, pressing her lazy eyes, which were not yet adjusted to the sudden light. "We just received a letter!" there was an unusual amount of excitement in the warmth of his voice. "Really, now? Who's it from?" "It's from Aaroniero!" She sat up quickly upon recognizing the familiarity in the name mentioned.
"You mean the scientist?"
"Yes, the very same one!"
Her eyes widened,
"What does it read?"
"I don't know, I was waiting for you to wake up before I started reading it,"
"Well, I'm awake now, let's see it,"
She crawled from the bed on the floor and sat down next to the boy to read the letter.
Dearest friends,
How has life treated you? As you know, I am currently off traveling to find a way to grant conjoined twins easier lives. The folks here believe me crazy for believing such a thing possible or even existence of such type of birth defect. They are obviously ignorant to the type of people who exist amongst them. My time away is becoming very unexpectedly extended. Nevertheless, as you know, I am a man of great determination, and I refuse to let such things interfere with my main priority.
I've been to countless places of great awe on my journey. I am aware you would like to be given knowledge of these places, due to the fact you have never had the privilege of leaving _, but I am sad to say I have not the time to write all about the places I have been at this time. I am far too busy with my work. But you have been wonderful friends to me, despite my "disadvantage" and have been there for my encouragement and support since the day I met you. For that, I am in endless debt to you, and your compensation will be grand. But in the meantime, I require your patience. How I wish you could be here experiencing all of this with me. I beg forgiveness for my insolence of asking this, but would you be as kind as to send me that box I have asked you to take care of in my absence? I am currently in Oakvale. (Need not I give an exact location; my apparent madness has made me well known in the places I have been.) I will remain here until I receive the package or only your reply with a statement that you cannot do this for me. If it is the last case, It is perfectly understandable, I am well aware of your living conditions. I would send gold but I find the packaging men untrustworthy. (That is what you get for reading messages that are not addressed towards you, nosy scum.) Be well dear children, I await your reply.
Yours Truly,
Aaroniero Arruruerie
Before she would even finish reading, he had sprung to his feet and started rummaging through their few belongings. After a short period he had uncovered a small, worn, silver box with birds carved on the exterior, " I remember when he left this to us. Makes me wonder why he did so, If it's so precious to him." _ rose to her feet and began walking towards the exit of their small living area . "Hey! Where are you going?" "We made just enough money this week to keep us alive. The fee for delivering a package is 5 gold pieces, meaning we need to go out and earn 5 more gold pieces than we already have," " Oh, right…" he smiled at his folly and exited into the cold after herself.
The exact happenings outside of the small room are too faint to piece into an understandable story.
The following scene happened around midnight afterwards. The package has successfully been sent off for delivery.
"Robin!" the name sputtered out of her throat as if it had been expelled by a great force, causing it to ache suddenly. Her mouth went dry and a chill crept up her spine. The sound of a man's voice was heard, but was not understandable as for it being drowned by a strong ringing, and there is a flash of light. A sharp, icy sting strikes her head first.