I was going to ramble on about my fishing adventures when I picked you up book, but realized I hadn’t updated on what in the world happened to Garion a few days ago. I don’t know why it matters, as if anyone will ever read this thing. For the sake of completion:
I honestly have no idea.
My betrothed shows up on our doorstep bloody and battered and I still have no idea why. “Hunters” he said. He told me a story, long ago, that explained very vaguely why he left his homeland, why he works so hard toward his return there and why he is always getting into scrapes with these “hunters” but I don’t believe a word of it, honestly. I don’t know what to think anymore.
You’d think , that such important pieces of personal history and current events would be something you would trust your future wife with wouldn’t you? Apparently though they aren’t.
…. I shouldn’t complain. I’ve known since the first days we spent together in near silence hunting leeches in Bubumiru that he values his privacy and doesn’t like to talk of his past. I know whatever it is it’s painful. I see him looking out over the western shore of Haven at night. I know something there calls to him.
It’s just -
I should have just written of fishing.
