Tag: ysella

Around the mountain

bright children

And the next, and the next… Mizna was really sick! Fikmet kept bathing her with cold water from the stream and I cut up my deer that I had caught. It was a very cute deer, but we were hungry, so I stripped off the skin and — and then I scraped it to make an Ishey bucket, like the Ishey had taught us. And I filled the bucket and then heated it up on a fire and boiled one of the legs of the deer for our supper, and that was very nice. And Wolf was so happy with the bone! He’s still carrying it with him! And Mizna got better, too, but she was still very weird, and Fikmet had to some semsin work and make her mind stand straight — I wish I could do that sort of thing! But I haven’t got any talent, I think. I’m too young anyway, Ferin only noticed when he was fourteen or fifteen. So I left them to that work, and I made sure we had food, and fire and water to wash Mizna with, and then took a good look round to see if there were any bears, but […]

Ysella answers

valdis

An answer to this letter. Sent together with a skipping rope for Serla and a few bottles of perfume for Moyri. Kissed with a seal. Dear Serla, I am so proud to be reading your letter. Is it your first? At your age I could not even write most of the easy words. You are such a smart and sweet girl that I am sure your mother would not mind that I send you this skipping rope. I picked it out especially for you at the market in Turenay and I’m going to keep this letter somewhere safe. Give everyone at home a hug from me and from Grandpa too. I hope you will write me again sometime. Ruzeyn Ysella, your grandmother Dear Moyri, Serla’s letter was so sweet. Your father and I are doing well. Things are quiet and normal most of the time. We have been through so much and you and Lydan are all grown up. I suppose it is not strange that we are growing old. I don’t feel like keeping up with the demand for perfume anymore, even though it’s been understandably small with the plague and the war. I am looking out for someone […]

Ysella’s letter to Moyri

school and hospital, valdis

This session was mostly to give some closure for Moryn, and to let Cora meet Ysella. It proved very effective, though Ysella (and/or her player) would have liked more time. Curse the Dutch Railways for making the last train go at 23:15. Nameless day in the twelfth week of Timoine, in Veray. Dear dear Moyri, We have arrived in Veray and are well, better than when we left. I have not cried for weeks. And your father is making jokes and after fencing with a young man and breaking his sword he gave his own to the young man who will be competing in the games. He is done fighting. This trip and seeing Moryn retuning a bit to his old self have given me time to think instead of just worry. It is so important to find the right husband. And I know you have and I know I have. I suspect that Uznur is as devoted to you as I am to your father. I don’t know if I ever said this to you, but I see in you the things that made me fall in love with him in the first place. His decisiveness and sense of […]