Cal
It's been a week since I had my last nightmare.
That night we couldn't find a healer at all. They were called out of the city to assist with a training group. So Mare still has her hand wrapped. People ask about it but she says she burned it on the stove or with a iron.
Three days ago we did a broadcast about the new training groups and dropped a couple hints that we were trying to contact our mystery man or woman. No one picked up on it. We know they will know. Were just waiting for a response.
As for Tramy, we are praying to whatever gods that are out there to keep him safe. Letters came in all week from "Tramy" but they are clearly fake. But the rest of the family is falling for it. I just wish they could see past it on their own. We don't want to worry them so we don't tell them. Hopefully we won't have to but the clocks ticking and we are running out of options.
Mare
I hear birds outside our window. And I can feel the mourning light on my face. Shit, I forgot to shut the blinds. I sigh
Cal wiggles behind me. His arm is wrapped around my torso. He's warm and comforting to be with. Even though we are currently in a full size bed. I may be small. But Cal is by no means tiny either. We talked about getting our own place but we have just been to busy to look. Plus, I don't want to do anything until we have Tramy.
"Good mourning" Cals rough morning voice wispers in my ear. I turn towards him and kiss him on his forehead. His eyes are still closed as he slightly smiles. "I'm so tired after yesterday." He says adding a groan.
"Well..." I start "We don't have plans today, we could just stay in." He opens his eyes and smiles again. He then kisses me.
"But I had a thought." He says. I widen my eyes. "If our mysterious person still has not contacted us, do you think he really will?" I shake my head. "Well I think we should go out looking for him our selves."
I not my eyebrows. "Tramy?" I ask.
"Yes, Tramy"