Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2013 16:10:00 GMT -6
Ruslana sat at the desk with the quill in her hand looking down at the blank paper thinking of what to write her hands shook. Taking a deep breath as her hand started to write in a flowing script that showed she learned to write long ago.
’ My Dearest Lover and Master,
The time seems to be drawling near to the time I will not awaken to the gentle call of the moon and embrace the night anymore. Part of me is terrified that I will not see the sliver light of the moonlight or lay in the warmth after our time spent in the chambers. I know I should tell you what’s happening but I fear you have so much on your plate right now that it would be too much for me to put onto you. I have tried my own ways to overcome this but it seems I am not strong enough not yet. Please forgive me for not being stronger for you but it is not like you will lose a fighter I am just the planner of things here that and a damn good lover.
She smiled as she wrote it was a joke hoping that he would at least chuckle on the inside as she looked down at the paper not feeling the drops that left her eyes and stained the paper in red here and there. Rulana pulled a tissue to wipe the tears that moved down her face. Damnit she promised herself she would not cry; the quill was dipped in the ink as she moved on writing.
Casper thank you for the times we share, you are one scary vampire and you will a great master of the city here. Please forgive my weakness but I felt this was for the best in helping you like I swore to you I would. I was praying for a few more days so I could tell you and by then by the time I awoke tonight you had already left the house and I can already feel the call of my coffin. I swear to you I thought I had more time than this but it seemed I was wrong. I wanted to tell you but like I said you were not here so I could…Please forgive me.
I know you can do this and I know it means nothing to you really but I believe you will achieve what is needed here. I know you will do it with a style and grace that will make people wonder how you did it. You will prove this city is worth what it could be and you will make it great. Like I wrote though none of what I feel really matters but I just thought to write it since its easier then saying it. And Ni I don’t expect it for you to care so before you even think it, I just needed to say it.
I have set the office up so it is easier for you to use. Everything is in Latin and I know you understand it. The password is what I was before I was embraced by Bella Morte; I figured you would know what it was since you probably already know what it is. I know you are most likely mad at me, probably will stop in and drag me out of my coffin knowing you. Knowing you Sorry isn’t enough but I am sorry I just want you to focus on the city and save it before you worry about me that is of you will. The truth be told I will not be going anywhere for a while.
Begging for forgiveness,
Ruslana D’Eath
She waited till the ink dried as she reread it this one was better then what she thought it would be. It spoke true that she was going to tell him tonight when she first awoke but then felt the call of sleep right afterwards. She searched for him but he was nowhere to be found. Sighing she folded it when it was dried and started to go to work.
’ My Dearest Lover and Master,
The time seems to be drawling near to the time I will not awaken to the gentle call of the moon and embrace the night anymore. Part of me is terrified that I will not see the sliver light of the moonlight or lay in the warmth after our time spent in the chambers. I know I should tell you what’s happening but I fear you have so much on your plate right now that it would be too much for me to put onto you. I have tried my own ways to overcome this but it seems I am not strong enough not yet. Please forgive me for not being stronger for you but it is not like you will lose a fighter I am just the planner of things here that and a damn good lover.
She smiled as she wrote it was a joke hoping that he would at least chuckle on the inside as she looked down at the paper not feeling the drops that left her eyes and stained the paper in red here and there. Rulana pulled a tissue to wipe the tears that moved down her face. Damnit she promised herself she would not cry; the quill was dipped in the ink as she moved on writing.
Casper thank you for the times we share, you are one scary vampire and you will a great master of the city here. Please forgive my weakness but I felt this was for the best in helping you like I swore to you I would. I was praying for a few more days so I could tell you and by then by the time I awoke tonight you had already left the house and I can already feel the call of my coffin. I swear to you I thought I had more time than this but it seemed I was wrong. I wanted to tell you but like I said you were not here so I could…Please forgive me.
I know you can do this and I know it means nothing to you really but I believe you will achieve what is needed here. I know you will do it with a style and grace that will make people wonder how you did it. You will prove this city is worth what it could be and you will make it great. Like I wrote though none of what I feel really matters but I just thought to write it since its easier then saying it. And Ni I don’t expect it for you to care so before you even think it, I just needed to say it.
I have set the office up so it is easier for you to use. Everything is in Latin and I know you understand it. The password is what I was before I was embraced by Bella Morte; I figured you would know what it was since you probably already know what it is. I know you are most likely mad at me, probably will stop in and drag me out of my coffin knowing you. Knowing you Sorry isn’t enough but I am sorry I just want you to focus on the city and save it before you worry about me that is of you will. The truth be told I will not be going anywhere for a while.
Begging for forgiveness,
Ruslana D’Eath
She waited till the ink dried as she reread it this one was better then what she thought it would be. It spoke true that she was going to tell him tonight when she first awoke but then felt the call of sleep right afterwards. She searched for him but he was nowhere to be found. Sighing she folded it when it was dried and started to go to work.