Chapter 1: I just don't know.
Part 1: Kel
Dear Kel,
I got your letter.
Don't lie.
-Neal
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Dear Neal,
I didn't want your training interrupted on my behalf.
-Kel
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Dear Kel,
I know. It's okay. I won't torment the Stump any more than before, although I shall do so with renewed purpose. Don't give up just because one door is closed, you're better than that. I shall now send this awfully short letter before I collapse from exhaustion.
-Neal
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Dear Neal,
Purpose can only be renewed if it was there to begin with. You know me better than to think I'll give up. If I were to use your (unimaginative, for you) metaphor; the slamming of this door shall echo in my mind, and the squeaking hinges of the other doors torment me, but with some oil, they'll do just fine. There, poetic enough? I fear I've been listening to you (a dangerous habit) for far too long to start talking like that.
-Kel
P.S. If you trained with more consistency and ate your vegetables you wouldn't be so tired.
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Dear Kel,
Haha, you're so funny, aren't you. Eat your vegetable. Even from afar, you plague me. I am cursed with this meddling person all my days.
But seriously, what are you going to do with your life? A Rider, a Yamami warrior, a field soldier, a lady? Chose your path wisely, you'll be walking it the rest of your life. But you knew that. I'm worried for you Kel.
-Neal
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Dear Neal,
I don't know yet, ok? I just don't know.
-Kel
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Part 2: Wyldon
To His Most Excellent Majesty, King Jonathon,
As regards my post as training master, I herby resign. As you will have heard, I have dismissed the former page Keladry of Mindelan. I know, my lord, that Paige Keladry proved adequate, but she greatly disrupted the other pages training, and as the former Training Master, it was my job to look out for the interests of all of them. I do not believe that in the interests of the training of the remaining pages I should remain in that post. Therefore, with Your Majesty's approval, this is my resignation letter. As regards my successor, there is all summer break to have him in place. Upon the Crown's acception of my resignation, might I be reassigned to a border post? As of now, I just don't know what I shall be doing, so if one is available, I would serve the Crown faithfully in that venue.
Your Humble Servant,
Wyldon
#$&()!#$&()!#$&()!
A/N:
Thank you so much for reading! Any suggestions for Wyldon's resignation letter would be much appreciated, because I had some trouble writing it, formal letters aren't really My Thing. Yeah, I don't do such good letters. Anywho, this chapter was supposed to show both Kel and Wyldon at sort of a mid-life crisis, not knowing where they're going in life, ect. So now if you could pretty please tell me if I got that across? I really can't tell, because it always makes more sense in my head than when it comes out.
Review! Hope you enjoyed this!