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A/N: Each letter is followed by a journal entry(s).
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Dear Aloisia,
As per our deal, I am writing this letter to share with you the experiences that I had while visiting Turkey. The contents of this letter are written in a journal format. The camera and photos are to be sent to the rest of us at the end of the visitation period. The photos are to be added to your own and also moments.
The contents of the letters, one of which you will right to our next family member after which you must be equipped with your own reminders and style, whether to wish the next person luck, remind them to be on their best behaviour or to provide information.
As a result I believe that I must alert you of my budding relationship with the personification of Turkey: Sadik Adnan. Whether or not our relationship remains platonic Sadik does not know of what I am. To him I am merely an interesting tourist from Canada.
Seeing as how this has played out I believe that any encounters with any of the countries that we visit, whether it be the personification of our very own home country or the one that we may be visiting it should be documented and passed on.
These encounters should be explicitly documented. It should also go without saying that breach of security should be noted and the next person in line to receive a letter should have warnings and the knowledge of how bad the breach is.
Now as this letter draws to a close I can only wish you the best of luck. Hope that you enjoy yourself and your trip. As well as treasure and share the memories bestowed upon you as I have. As you know within this box both the camera, please be gentle with it and try not to get it stolen, and the photos of Turkey lie. Please see the attached journal that we must share already filled with writings of my Turkish experience.
Love from your sister,
Madeline A. Riels
Folding the letter neatly and sliding it back into her bag the bronzed haired girl took out a tightly bounded brown book. Before bending over to pick up a fallen photo, as she did so a hand jutted out picking the picture from the ground. Turning she gazed into curious hazel eyes. A small smile graced her lips as she reached to that it back. her eyes connecting to the picture. A girl with brown her and a ridiculous curl that came just in front of her face grinned up at her, purple eyes crinkled. her companion hidden behind a stranger's thumb.
"Danke." she murmured and the stranger released his hold on the picture. Then as the plane dipped sharply, she sat up and the intercom came to life. The American drawl of the captain flowing through, immersing the passengers in his words.
"Hello Good afternoon, this is your Captain speaking we are approaching Cuarto Vientos Airport in Madrid, Spain. All those who are not getting off here do not disembark the plane, I repeat do not disembark the plane. All those however, that are arriving at this destination we would to thank you for flying with…"
Aloisia ignored the Captain as he continued to talk. Her hand gripping the journal she cast her eyes out the window. Wondering what adventures would find her in Spain but until then. Eyes returned to the book in her hand. Opening its page she gazed at her sister's familiar hand writing. For now she would be content with reading her sister's adventures. Whilst she visited the world.
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