Written By Gunther
Aug. 9, 2020, 4:09 p.m.(10/22/1013 AR)
Sally,
Sometimes when I wake up to this day I roll over and I reach out my mitts to get a handful of you and I come up empty. Those mornings are the hardest to bring myself up from the depths and harder still to reason why I should bother with the day. You would think with the years that have gone by since you caught ill and left me I would be able to wake up and not shed the tears. It isn't that way. Every time my slumbering hands grasp in their unconscious need of world that /should be/ and instead clench the emptiness /that is/ my heart shatters. I miss you so, Sally-girl -- now more then ever.
I cry in my squire's bunk with my knees drawn to my chest tightly; knuckles white as I clench at myself and grip in desperation to feel your warmth again. It feels like my heart is going to burst and like some horse is standing on my chest and I cannot breathe. And oh how I pray for the release that brings me to you again. I am not as useful as I once was. Some days my own name escapes me and I can't remember things as they were. The days where I stutter in my head to remember your love are the ones that remind me of how fragile and lost I am without you.
I know you would be proud of me. I know you would mutter and express your displeasure that I give all my coin and life to others in need while taking so very little myself. I would be lying if it wasn't because I feel like I don't deserve anything because I do feel that way. The Gods gave me you and by their grace I found the light that pushes me forward into the darkness. But not alone. I have the Knights of Solace with me and for them I give my last days in your honor.
I love you Sally. I love you as sure as the sun will kiss the skin of life tomorrow and refresh it after the darkness has come and gone. I love you as an arrow loves the clouds. I love you as a the cricket loves his melody. You were the song that inspired my existence and without you here -- its echo keeps me going.
I ache to be with you again. I hope to prove myself through my life and dedication to the Gods to earn even just a moment with you. Just a moment. I just want to touch you one last time. Every day I remember a little less. Every day my cough gets a little longer and my bones ache just a little more. And every day I force myself up and to give all of me to the life that never had no Sally.
I love you my baby girl and I long to be with you when the Gods find that my penance for the immeasurable pleasure of your grace is served.
Yours in this life and the next turn of the wheel,
Gunther
Sometimes when I wake up to this day I roll over and I reach out my mitts to get a handful of you and I come up empty. Those mornings are the hardest to bring myself up from the depths and harder still to reason why I should bother with the day. You would think with the years that have gone by since you caught ill and left me I would be able to wake up and not shed the tears. It isn't that way. Every time my slumbering hands grasp in their unconscious need of world that /should be/ and instead clench the emptiness /that is/ my heart shatters. I miss you so, Sally-girl -- now more then ever.
I cry in my squire's bunk with my knees drawn to my chest tightly; knuckles white as I clench at myself and grip in desperation to feel your warmth again. It feels like my heart is going to burst and like some horse is standing on my chest and I cannot breathe. And oh how I pray for the release that brings me to you again. I am not as useful as I once was. Some days my own name escapes me and I can't remember things as they were. The days where I stutter in my head to remember your love are the ones that remind me of how fragile and lost I am without you.
I know you would be proud of me. I know you would mutter and express your displeasure that I give all my coin and life to others in need while taking so very little myself. I would be lying if it wasn't because I feel like I don't deserve anything because I do feel that way. The Gods gave me you and by their grace I found the light that pushes me forward into the darkness. But not alone. I have the Knights of Solace with me and for them I give my last days in your honor.
I love you Sally. I love you as sure as the sun will kiss the skin of life tomorrow and refresh it after the darkness has come and gone. I love you as an arrow loves the clouds. I love you as a the cricket loves his melody. You were the song that inspired my existence and without you here -- its echo keeps me going.
I ache to be with you again. I hope to prove myself through my life and dedication to the Gods to earn even just a moment with you. Just a moment. I just want to touch you one last time. Every day I remember a little less. Every day my cough gets a little longer and my bones ache just a little more. And every day I force myself up and to give all of me to the life that never had no Sally.
I love you my baby girl and I long to be with you when the Gods find that my penance for the immeasurable pleasure of your grace is served.
Yours in this life and the next turn of the wheel,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Aug. 20, 2019, 2:10 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Mah Sally girl,
Ain't never had no one say one unkind thing bout my knight friend. Ain't really heard it none. But met the first person that didn't seem to like him none. I thunk really hard on them things and nearest I figure is that he knocked over some stuff in their store some time or another. Ain't never seen him be mean and in fact he has always been one for kindness and good works.
Just paying it no nevermind onna account I knows better. Still, gots me to wondering up in my noggin' if anyone feels that way about me some.
Probably does -- a few of them. Them fellas I was once mean as a cuss too and beat for money they owed or things I wanted to hear them say but they never said just so I could give em' a kiss of my knucks. Bet thems still around. Wonder how I could ever tell them I am sorry for what I done. Them that ain't drowned in their own circumstances and is gone. Wonder how many them is left that rightly gets to clobber me a few times without my retort. Been some many many years since you saved me from my darkness.
Hope thems that's got bad from me got the other end. I prays to them Gods hoping they got better then what I gave them all them times I was ill and in my cups -- doin' bad.
Love you girl, miss you so much...
Gunther
Ain't never had no one say one unkind thing bout my knight friend. Ain't really heard it none. But met the first person that didn't seem to like him none. I thunk really hard on them things and nearest I figure is that he knocked over some stuff in their store some time or another. Ain't never seen him be mean and in fact he has always been one for kindness and good works.
Just paying it no nevermind onna account I knows better. Still, gots me to wondering up in my noggin' if anyone feels that way about me some.
Probably does -- a few of them. Them fellas I was once mean as a cuss too and beat for money they owed or things I wanted to hear them say but they never said just so I could give em' a kiss of my knucks. Bet thems still around. Wonder how I could ever tell them I am sorry for what I done. Them that ain't drowned in their own circumstances and is gone. Wonder how many them is left that rightly gets to clobber me a few times without my retort. Been some many many years since you saved me from my darkness.
Hope thems that's got bad from me got the other end. I prays to them Gods hoping they got better then what I gave them all them times I was ill and in my cups -- doin' bad.
Love you girl, miss you so much...
Gunther
Written By Gunther
June 27, 2019, 11:17 a.m.(5/11/1011 AR)
Sally,
There is them nights Sally where I am tuckered out. Just plum dragging keister an' all. Ain't that I'm feelin' my age or nuthin' but it is just that some of them days when I see people in love it gets to me and just takes my gumption right outta these old bones. When them strangers is holdin' hands or necking I just get to missing you something awful. Even arguments! Why, I saw this old couple they was going at each other like two young goats buttin' heads and all I could do was just get this gut ache and think on you and us.
Wish that was us Sally and it ain't fair none that it weren't. I would give anything to be fightin' over that pillow with you. We could only afford the one as tattered as it was. Them prickly duck feathers always pokin' ya in the ear. I miss us tosslin' over it and sure in the end you always won. It was the act of it that was special. You was the only person beat me every time we wrassled. Wonder if you knew that you was and why.
Wish I truly knew how special it was when it was.
I did a little bit then. Reckon I see it all the time now.
Love always,
Gunther
There is them nights Sally where I am tuckered out. Just plum dragging keister an' all. Ain't that I'm feelin' my age or nuthin' but it is just that some of them days when I see people in love it gets to me and just takes my gumption right outta these old bones. When them strangers is holdin' hands or necking I just get to missing you something awful. Even arguments! Why, I saw this old couple they was going at each other like two young goats buttin' heads and all I could do was just get this gut ache and think on you and us.
Wish that was us Sally and it ain't fair none that it weren't. I would give anything to be fightin' over that pillow with you. We could only afford the one as tattered as it was. Them prickly duck feathers always pokin' ya in the ear. I miss us tosslin' over it and sure in the end you always won. It was the act of it that was special. You was the only person beat me every time we wrassled. Wonder if you knew that you was and why.
Wish I truly knew how special it was when it was.
I did a little bit then. Reckon I see it all the time now.
Love always,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
June 21, 2019, 1:38 p.m.(4/28/1011 AR)
My belovable,
Ain't been so busy. Just learnin' mah new duties and clankin' around in a suit of steel! I picked up this big stick think, blade on the end -- pole-arms they calls it. Bigger then me by twice I reckon! Little more mayhaps!
When you is scrappin' with all these fancies it's hard to bob and weave. Ain't as natural to me as tossin' mah mitts.
Don't think though Sally with all that training I forgot about you. Ain't one moment you ain't embedded in my melon. Every time I grunt and feel tired, or I wants to quit and just gives it up I put you in my mind. I think about your smile and them soft eyes. And that gives me what I needs to get the things done I must.
I'm an old fella, ain't no doubt about it. But I can do more then most these young'n fellas and put them to shame. Ain't that I'm better them. I just ain't got nothin' else. Everything I could have ever wanted done gone and left me.
Don't lack for motivations none, though. I gots you in mah heart.
Love,
Gunther
Ain't been so busy. Just learnin' mah new duties and clankin' around in a suit of steel! I picked up this big stick think, blade on the end -- pole-arms they calls it. Bigger then me by twice I reckon! Little more mayhaps!
When you is scrappin' with all these fancies it's hard to bob and weave. Ain't as natural to me as tossin' mah mitts.
Don't think though Sally with all that training I forgot about you. Ain't one moment you ain't embedded in my melon. Every time I grunt and feel tired, or I wants to quit and just gives it up I put you in my mind. I think about your smile and them soft eyes. And that gives me what I needs to get the things done I must.
I'm an old fella, ain't no doubt about it. But I can do more then most these young'n fellas and put them to shame. Ain't that I'm better them. I just ain't got nothin' else. Everything I could have ever wanted done gone and left me.
Don't lack for motivations none, though. I gots you in mah heart.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 24, 2019, 10:01 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
My love,
I remember what it was like the day I came into that village we was livin' in and they told me you was dead. I balled up my fist and a threw a right cross that must laid that fella into next week or thereabouts.
Took about eight to ten folks to hold me down. I was screamin' and hollerin' to take me to you but they said they burned you onna account of the disease. Screamed until my throat was out of voice. Don't remember when my eyes dried up and I was out of them tears but it happened and then I just screamed without sound and rocked until who knows when.
Back then they could not have told me nothin' about there ever bein' any light in my life again.
All I knew was ain't no sunshine when you is gone. Ain't no warmth when you is away. I was left wonderin' where it was you gone. And if you was always gone to stay from me. Our little shack was just not no home no more. I knew. I oughtta just leave it alone. But it's hard when there was no sunshine when you is gone. Only darkness every day. (OOC Note: Bill Withers, Ain't no Sunishine)
Back then it was all darkness. I just walked out and hit that road. I just kept walkin' and movin' and carried myself from them Oathlands to Arx. Most them nights I was just hopin' some fella would cross me. I had murder in mah heart. But them Gods they didn't give me no chances to turn to that darkness. Instead they showed me what was before me was life. Life and a new light. One I could make for myself.
My dreams as late have been dark. Of being down in the deep and strugglin'. But that ain't what this life is. I'm gonna carry my own torch. A torch you passed to me with that love. And I'm gonna light up that darkness with it.
Love you baby girl,
Gunther
I remember what it was like the day I came into that village we was livin' in and they told me you was dead. I balled up my fist and a threw a right cross that must laid that fella into next week or thereabouts.
Took about eight to ten folks to hold me down. I was screamin' and hollerin' to take me to you but they said they burned you onna account of the disease. Screamed until my throat was out of voice. Don't remember when my eyes dried up and I was out of them tears but it happened and then I just screamed without sound and rocked until who knows when.
Back then they could not have told me nothin' about there ever bein' any light in my life again.
All I knew was ain't no sunshine when you is gone. Ain't no warmth when you is away. I was left wonderin' where it was you gone. And if you was always gone to stay from me. Our little shack was just not no home no more. I knew. I oughtta just leave it alone. But it's hard when there was no sunshine when you is gone. Only darkness every day. (OOC Note: Bill Withers, Ain't no Sunishine)
Back then it was all darkness. I just walked out and hit that road. I just kept walkin' and movin' and carried myself from them Oathlands to Arx. Most them nights I was just hopin' some fella would cross me. I had murder in mah heart. But them Gods they didn't give me no chances to turn to that darkness. Instead they showed me what was before me was life. Life and a new light. One I could make for myself.
My dreams as late have been dark. Of being down in the deep and strugglin'. But that ain't what this life is. I'm gonna carry my own torch. A torch you passed to me with that love. And I'm gonna light up that darkness with it.
Love you baby girl,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 21, 2019, 1:22 p.m.(2/22/1011 AR)
Sally girl,
When I was just a pup I was beaten and made fun of onna account of bein' such a runt and not havin' a mug worth lookin' at. And it turned me sour all the times I was made to kiss the earth by some bigger bucko's fists and shove. My beak done kissed so many toes and shoes while my head was swimmin' and foggy I knew who was kick'n me by the feel of things.
Ain't nothin' left to wonder why I grew up so salty. I got in my cups and I took them beatings and turned them into a ball of anger and not so good feels about who and what I was. I balled up mah firsts and I started givin' them lumps back. It felt good at first. Givin' those that beat me their pain right back to them. But what was good soon turned to nothin' and it was just a void I could never fill. Ain't no small number of faces or wigs I punched out could make me feel better about myself. So I kept drankin' and I turned to bein' so sour I was not but hate and liquor inside. The liquor was the fuel for my fire and their faces was the kindlin' that kept me burnin'. And I was 'bout burned out when you found me in that gutter all swollen and bloated with death on the horizon.
When I woke up it was your mitt, worn... them textured fingers wiping down mah face. Then finally when my eyes opened and the swelling didn't keep them shut none I saw you for the first time. Must looked awful sorry coughin' up that blood and gurgling like I was. You shushed me and cleaned me up. Put mah head in your lap and you sung them songs until I went to sleep.
I ain't never lived none before I met you. Sure I was alive an' all but I wasn't, not really -- I was just existing from hurt to hurt. Either my hurt or someone else's hurt saw me through mah days. My first breath, the first day I lived was the moment I felt the kindness of your touch. Soon I was to know your love and I started breathin' just for you.
Them was the happiest days a fella could know. I went from breath to breath so full of love and wonder. I didn't feel like I was so worthless. Like I was just some runt reject that could take a punch and that was my only value. I felt like I was worthy of love. Ain't nothin' like goin' from that sorta black to the sort of light your love gave me. I was saved by you Sally and every breath while you was alive was yours.
But now, without you -- I'm breathin' and it's my own breath. And cuz of your light all I want to do is spread that light and love you gave me. Ain't never gonna care for someone and nurse them and nurtures them likes you done to me. That ain't me. But I got value too. I can care and give all my coins. I can train them that's doin' good to be better so they can do more good. And soon I'll be a knight on them Roads and I'll be makin' them safe that is on their paths and ain't got no Sally to draw them from them dark places.
I'm living and breathin' my own breaths now. But I'll always be takin' them thankful of you and your love. And I hope to breathe life into others like you done for me.
I know I ain't no worthless cur.
I'm Gunther, loved by Sally... and I'm a good man for it.
I love you baby girl.
Ain't never gonna stop.
Gunther
When I was just a pup I was beaten and made fun of onna account of bein' such a runt and not havin' a mug worth lookin' at. And it turned me sour all the times I was made to kiss the earth by some bigger bucko's fists and shove. My beak done kissed so many toes and shoes while my head was swimmin' and foggy I knew who was kick'n me by the feel of things.
Ain't nothin' left to wonder why I grew up so salty. I got in my cups and I took them beatings and turned them into a ball of anger and not so good feels about who and what I was. I balled up mah firsts and I started givin' them lumps back. It felt good at first. Givin' those that beat me their pain right back to them. But what was good soon turned to nothin' and it was just a void I could never fill. Ain't no small number of faces or wigs I punched out could make me feel better about myself. So I kept drankin' and I turned to bein' so sour I was not but hate and liquor inside. The liquor was the fuel for my fire and their faces was the kindlin' that kept me burnin'. And I was 'bout burned out when you found me in that gutter all swollen and bloated with death on the horizon.
When I woke up it was your mitt, worn... them textured fingers wiping down mah face. Then finally when my eyes opened and the swelling didn't keep them shut none I saw you for the first time. Must looked awful sorry coughin' up that blood and gurgling like I was. You shushed me and cleaned me up. Put mah head in your lap and you sung them songs until I went to sleep.
I ain't never lived none before I met you. Sure I was alive an' all but I wasn't, not really -- I was just existing from hurt to hurt. Either my hurt or someone else's hurt saw me through mah days. My first breath, the first day I lived was the moment I felt the kindness of your touch. Soon I was to know your love and I started breathin' just for you.
Them was the happiest days a fella could know. I went from breath to breath so full of love and wonder. I didn't feel like I was so worthless. Like I was just some runt reject that could take a punch and that was my only value. I felt like I was worthy of love. Ain't nothin' like goin' from that sorta black to the sort of light your love gave me. I was saved by you Sally and every breath while you was alive was yours.
But now, without you -- I'm breathin' and it's my own breath. And cuz of your light all I want to do is spread that light and love you gave me. Ain't never gonna care for someone and nurse them and nurtures them likes you done to me. That ain't me. But I got value too. I can care and give all my coins. I can train them that's doin' good to be better so they can do more good. And soon I'll be a knight on them Roads and I'll be makin' them safe that is on their paths and ain't got no Sally to draw them from them dark places.
I'm living and breathin' my own breaths now. But I'll always be takin' them thankful of you and your love. And I hope to breathe life into others like you done for me.
I know I ain't no worthless cur.
I'm Gunther, loved by Sally... and I'm a good man for it.
I love you baby girl.
Ain't never gonna stop.
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 21, 2019, 12:48 p.m.(2/22/1011 AR)
My Sally,
Ain't it funny been now so long since you been gone. Ain't sure how long exactly onna account I don't do calendars and keep track of them dates so well.
But I could still tell you all them details about every one of them wrinkles that spread out from your sweet lovin' eyes. They was six on the left and the middle one was always my favorite. It started out straight and got all wavy on the end 'cept when you smiled and then it was straight as an arrow. I always knew where you was in your day and mood when I saw that line.
If it was wavy I'd do whatever I could. Make you some vittles. Get flowers. Or just hold your hand and take you out to the see the sunset. The best part of my day was taking that wavy line and by the time we was knackered out and sleepy layin' down 'side you and seein' it straight again.
I still love you with every bump of my ol' ticker...
Gunther
Ain't it funny been now so long since you been gone. Ain't sure how long exactly onna account I don't do calendars and keep track of them dates so well.
But I could still tell you all them details about every one of them wrinkles that spread out from your sweet lovin' eyes. They was six on the left and the middle one was always my favorite. It started out straight and got all wavy on the end 'cept when you smiled and then it was straight as an arrow. I always knew where you was in your day and mood when I saw that line.
If it was wavy I'd do whatever I could. Make you some vittles. Get flowers. Or just hold your hand and take you out to the see the sunset. The best part of my day was taking that wavy line and by the time we was knackered out and sleepy layin' down 'side you and seein' it straight again.
I still love you with every bump of my ol' ticker...
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 12, 2019, 11:42 a.m.(2/4/1011 AR)
Mah Sally,
Ain't been a day like this one in my life! Save when I met you and mah life changed for the better!
Today I was made a squire and a disciple. Gonna be a knight! Mah knight -- Sir Jeffeth Bayweather he is a really good fella an' all. You'd like him! Reckon I'm near the oldest squire ever was but that's okay! One of them days they'll knight me! Can you IMAGINE!?!? Me, a knight! I know you'd be sheddin' them tears baby girl. Likes a river!
You'd be so proud of me and where I come an' all. I hope I does you proud. Ain't no love like the love I got for you.
I miss you ever beat of my ticker! Ain't a moment goes by I wouldn't give everything and anything just to hold you in my mitts one last time.
I love you,
Gunther
Ain't been a day like this one in my life! Save when I met you and mah life changed for the better!
Today I was made a squire and a disciple. Gonna be a knight! Mah knight -- Sir Jeffeth Bayweather he is a really good fella an' all. You'd like him! Reckon I'm near the oldest squire ever was but that's okay! One of them days they'll knight me! Can you IMAGINE!?!? Me, a knight! I know you'd be sheddin' them tears baby girl. Likes a river!
You'd be so proud of me and where I come an' all. I hope I does you proud. Ain't no love like the love I got for you.
I miss you ever beat of my ticker! Ain't a moment goes by I wouldn't give everything and anything just to hold you in my mitts one last time.
I love you,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 7, 2019, 10:25 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
My love,
Things is so much bigger then they tells ya. I mean when you just worried about gettin' by I reckon you ain't too concerned about all them things that they whisper about to scare the little-uns.
We is all in this big wheel together an' all. And it turns but it ain't just us. It turns with different things in it too! Like things that peoples ain't just ready to understand. And we is all tangled together so it's a wonder how the thing turns at all! You imagine that job? You goes here. You goes there. I'd hate to be that bucko just throwin' people out willy nilly to live they lives. Reckon even them Gods gotta muck that up sometimes.
I just hope in all that confusion they figure us out. They figure out we was and always is meant to be together. I ain't want to go on in the wheel if I ain't turnin' with you I reckon.
Love always,
Gunther
Things is so much bigger then they tells ya. I mean when you just worried about gettin' by I reckon you ain't too concerned about all them things that they whisper about to scare the little-uns.
We is all in this big wheel together an' all. And it turns but it ain't just us. It turns with different things in it too! Like things that peoples ain't just ready to understand. And we is all tangled together so it's a wonder how the thing turns at all! You imagine that job? You goes here. You goes there. I'd hate to be that bucko just throwin' people out willy nilly to live they lives. Reckon even them Gods gotta muck that up sometimes.
I just hope in all that confusion they figure us out. They figure out we was and always is meant to be together. I ain't want to go on in the wheel if I ain't turnin' with you I reckon.
Love always,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
May 7, 2019, 10:01 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Mah Sally,
Ain't been seein' you in my sleep none. And it's breakin' my heart. Feels a lot like them Gods got something for me to do. I ain't to keen on it and it's all so confusin' and overwhelming to me. Ain't like I been the most learn-ed sort. All them books is just staggerin' to me and what not. Feels like all I was ever good for is eatin' vittles and knockin' heads.
I miss you though. Feel so torn without you. I tries to think on you ever single day but sometimes I'm just all screwy up in my melon and I can't get a good picture.
Must means I need to get to liv'n and doin' what I gotta do.
I just need the gumption to get er' done.
Love,
Gunther
Ain't been seein' you in my sleep none. And it's breakin' my heart. Feels a lot like them Gods got something for me to do. I ain't to keen on it and it's all so confusin' and overwhelming to me. Ain't like I been the most learn-ed sort. All them books is just staggerin' to me and what not. Feels like all I was ever good for is eatin' vittles and knockin' heads.
I miss you though. Feel so torn without you. I tries to think on you ever single day but sometimes I'm just all screwy up in my melon and I can't get a good picture.
Must means I need to get to liv'n and doin' what I gotta do.
I just need the gumption to get er' done.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 21, 2019, 12:06 p.m.(12/18/1010 AR)
My Sally,
I been prayin' a lot. Onna account I gots in my feels thinking about you passin' and all. It bein' a year now that you been gone from me.
I hope this year I done you proud. I hope that you can smile a little knowin' you was right all along and that I was a good man despite not havin' you with me. You always said I was but I always used you to help keep me on the straight n' narrow.
But now I'm startin' to figure out I had that good in me. And it just took you and your endless love (and bosom) to bring its out of me.
I been doin' good as I can.
And I been lovin' you ever moment of it.
Forever your husband,
Gunther
I been prayin' a lot. Onna account I gots in my feels thinking about you passin' and all. It bein' a year now that you been gone from me.
I hope this year I done you proud. I hope that you can smile a little knowin' you was right all along and that I was a good man despite not havin' you with me. You always said I was but I always used you to help keep me on the straight n' narrow.
But now I'm startin' to figure out I had that good in me. And it just took you and your endless love (and bosom) to bring its out of me.
I been doin' good as I can.
And I been lovin' you ever moment of it.
Forever your husband,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 21, 2019, 12:02 p.m.(12/18/1010 AR)
My Sally girl,
I was walking down them streets in the Lowers. I found this fella who was high as a kite. Must notta been a good high cuz he was all screamin and jabberin' like a he was crazed. Now, I ain't never had no experiences like that but I had my share of stupid moments in my cups. So I go to him and sit down next to him when he started hittin' hisself. I wrapped my mitts around him and hugged him tight for I dunno how long until he stopped.
Made me think of you. That time I got sick with the fever somethin' fierce and I was shakin' and the jibba jabba that was comin' out of my yapper ain't no pretty thing. You just got there with me and rocked me through it. You just held me close until my fever broke and then you cared for me until I was better.
This got me sad. When I heard you was dead they said you got taken by a fever. And I wasn't there to hold you none. I weren't there to make sure you knew you was loved through it.
All I can do is love others like you love me.
I miss you so and I'm sorry I weren't there for you at the last of it. Makes my heart feel like a million stones.
Yours forever,
Gunther
I was walking down them streets in the Lowers. I found this fella who was high as a kite. Must notta been a good high cuz he was all screamin and jabberin' like a he was crazed. Now, I ain't never had no experiences like that but I had my share of stupid moments in my cups. So I go to him and sit down next to him when he started hittin' hisself. I wrapped my mitts around him and hugged him tight for I dunno how long until he stopped.
Made me think of you. That time I got sick with the fever somethin' fierce and I was shakin' and the jibba jabba that was comin' out of my yapper ain't no pretty thing. You just got there with me and rocked me through it. You just held me close until my fever broke and then you cared for me until I was better.
This got me sad. When I heard you was dead they said you got taken by a fever. And I wasn't there to hold you none. I weren't there to make sure you knew you was loved through it.
All I can do is love others like you love me.
I miss you so and I'm sorry I weren't there for you at the last of it. Makes my heart feel like a million stones.
Yours forever,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 19, 2019, 12:28 p.m.(12/14/1010 AR)
Mah Sally girl,
Reckon its time I write you again. I've been slinging around these heavy ol' rocks train'n on the cheap what it is like in armor!
My buddy, the one I been telling you about? Jeffeth. He is gonna my the fella I squire to. He is gonna make sure and get me some armor! Can you believe it? They gonna make that belly piece real wide I reckon! I bet you get real happy seein' me all shiv-a-reel-us or however you says it in fancy armor!
Gonna start training how to use one of them big pokey sticks too! But you fret none girl 'cause I'll keep my promise and won't be hurtin' good people none. Just thems that's hurting others.
One day, Sally, I'm gonna be a knight! And you can be proud of me. Ain't a day goes by I ain't proud of every minute we had together. They ain't made another like you my girl -- they never will -- I was so lucky to be the one you loved.
Forever yours,
Gunther
Reckon its time I write you again. I've been slinging around these heavy ol' rocks train'n on the cheap what it is like in armor!
My buddy, the one I been telling you about? Jeffeth. He is gonna my the fella I squire to. He is gonna make sure and get me some armor! Can you believe it? They gonna make that belly piece real wide I reckon! I bet you get real happy seein' me all shiv-a-reel-us or however you says it in fancy armor!
Gonna start training how to use one of them big pokey sticks too! But you fret none girl 'cause I'll keep my promise and won't be hurtin' good people none. Just thems that's hurting others.
One day, Sally, I'm gonna be a knight! And you can be proud of me. Ain't a day goes by I ain't proud of every minute we had together. They ain't made another like you my girl -- they never will -- I was so lucky to be the one you loved.
Forever yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 17, 2019, 10:15 a.m.(12/9/1010 AR)
Sally girl,
Yesterday I did something them Mercies suggested I does.
I got up there in front of them peoples and I read a poem about you. About missin' you but still feelin' like you is there when you ain't.
It did not really help none. Not with the feels I get when I think about you all the time. But I'm so full of our love still. Even more so now that you are gone and there is times when I see through them sorrows and fogs. Those times that warm my belly and spirit like the best of fires burnin' down.
It's in them times like when you was upset that day when I ate all them honey cake vittles you made. You walked in and were gonna give them to them orphans and I thought they was for me. You didn't get mad none, though -- because I saved you one of them dozen. And you got up, walked out, and found some extra work to get some more honey and flower and you made two dozen. You made sure they got them honey cakes.
You could of been mad. You could of been surly. Instead you just took it on your own shoulders and you made sure both your husband and them kids was happy there.
Makes me smile just think'n about it. Warmth.
Ain't no love like the love I got for you.
Always yours,
Gunther
Yesterday I did something them Mercies suggested I does.
I got up there in front of them peoples and I read a poem about you. About missin' you but still feelin' like you is there when you ain't.
It did not really help none. Not with the feels I get when I think about you all the time. But I'm so full of our love still. Even more so now that you are gone and there is times when I see through them sorrows and fogs. Those times that warm my belly and spirit like the best of fires burnin' down.
It's in them times like when you was upset that day when I ate all them honey cake vittles you made. You walked in and were gonna give them to them orphans and I thought they was for me. You didn't get mad none, though -- because I saved you one of them dozen. And you got up, walked out, and found some extra work to get some more honey and flower and you made two dozen. You made sure they got them honey cakes.
You could of been mad. You could of been surly. Instead you just took it on your own shoulders and you made sure both your husband and them kids was happy there.
Makes me smile just think'n about it. Warmth.
Ain't no love like the love I got for you.
Always yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:57 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals dated some time ago)
My Sally,
I was at the market and I saw this plump apple. So I gets it and I am walkin' with it and I see this fella wantin' for vittles. I am about to bite it then I think to myself. Was a time I was that way. And I remember you always, even when we was hungry our own selves -- you gave to strangers all the same and we would just tighten them belts some and make due.
I ain't never wanted for nothin' when I was full of your love.
So I didn't get mah apple. I did take in a smile though when that near toothless fella got to it. I even cut it up for him some since his hands was all shakin.
Thing is, I'm still hungry -- but I'm still full of that love for you. And so I'm full as a rabbit in a turnip patch.
With love,
Gunther
My Sally,
I was at the market and I saw this plump apple. So I gets it and I am walkin' with it and I see this fella wantin' for vittles. I am about to bite it then I think to myself. Was a time I was that way. And I remember you always, even when we was hungry our own selves -- you gave to strangers all the same and we would just tighten them belts some and make due.
I ain't never wanted for nothin' when I was full of your love.
So I didn't get mah apple. I did take in a smile though when that near toothless fella got to it. I even cut it up for him some since his hands was all shakin.
Thing is, I'm still hungry -- but I'm still full of that love for you. And so I'm full as a rabbit in a turnip patch.
With love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:57 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals dated some time ago)
Mah Sally girl,
I've been tempted to take to the drink. Just so I can get some shut-eye and not wake up. But I made ya a promise and all. There be nights I pray for your comfort and it helps some. Thinkin' on you. Then some nights it don't work none. None at all.
I think I'm gonna go pray real hard an' all. Maybe talk to one them Gods seems they may help'n me sleep. Just figure though that's sorta rude an' all. They got better things to be doin' like savin' people lives and what not. Reckon I'm just gettin' old and all them times gettin' ham-fisted in the noggin is takin' its due.
I miss you girl. I'm always yours. In sleepless nights and restful moments. You is my all.
Love,
Gunther
Mah Sally girl,
I've been tempted to take to the drink. Just so I can get some shut-eye and not wake up. But I made ya a promise and all. There be nights I pray for your comfort and it helps some. Thinkin' on you. Then some nights it don't work none. None at all.
I think I'm gonna go pray real hard an' all. Maybe talk to one them Gods seems they may help'n me sleep. Just figure though that's sorta rude an' all. They got better things to be doin' like savin' people lives and what not. Reckon I'm just gettin' old and all them times gettin' ham-fisted in the noggin is takin' its due.
I miss you girl. I'm always yours. In sleepless nights and restful moments. You is my all.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:57 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals dated some time ago)
My Sally,
Ain't sure what's what right now. I can't sleep none. Now don't you fret I reckon I will get my head sorted. Just, can't quiet things down none. It's the same thing that keeps poppin' in. I wish at least them Gods would give me dreams about you.
Nightmares. Good ones. I just miss ya face so much.
Some nights I just sit and stare in the dark imagin' you through the years. How your face changed and all. How them eyes just got kinder and sweeter as the years went on and such.
I love you... my woman, my wife...
Gunther
My Sally,
Ain't sure what's what right now. I can't sleep none. Now don't you fret I reckon I will get my head sorted. Just, can't quiet things down none. It's the same thing that keeps poppin' in. I wish at least them Gods would give me dreams about you.
Nightmares. Good ones. I just miss ya face so much.
Some nights I just sit and stare in the dark imagin' you through the years. How your face changed and all. How them eyes just got kinder and sweeter as the years went on and such.
I love you... my woman, my wife...
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:56 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals dated some time ago)
My girl,
Been some months since you been gone now. Ain't a day I don't consider you most the time. I get busy sweepin' and doin' stuffs and my eyes just get wet. Ain't no reason to cry. I just does. I hides it from thems thats around and keep on.
Sometimes I feel like I ain't meant to be here among peoples. Like I was supposed to be with you and the world just done turned screwy when you died.
I love you and I miss you so.
Forever yours,
Gunther
My girl,
Been some months since you been gone now. Ain't a day I don't consider you most the time. I get busy sweepin' and doin' stuffs and my eyes just get wet. Ain't no reason to cry. I just does. I hides it from thems thats around and keep on.
Sometimes I feel like I ain't meant to be here among peoples. Like I was supposed to be with you and the world just done turned screwy when you died.
I love you and I miss you so.
Forever yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:56 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals dated some time ago)
My Sally,
Remember that time we was eatin' our vittles at that little stream. You was washin' our clothes. And I was watchin' you there just with all that love in my eyes.
Them fellas, reckon a couple was bandits -- they comes up and they start hollerin' and tryin' to push us around. I was gonna go give em' a taste of my knucks when you put your hand on mah shoulder and whispered to me that you loved me and they was just words.
I felt the red in me go. I just felt calm and at peace. Ain't never had no other make me feel that. I sat there and took it and them fellas they didn't push none more. Afterwards we just went on our business. And we ate our vittles, snuggled, and I forgot about them fellas.
I ain't told you this. Next day I was in town and there they was. They was in the tavern just gettin' in their cups like I used to. But whatever that calm was in me was gone. I 'membered them foul things they said to you.
So I clobbered them but good. Put a bottle over the first fella's head, one I took from his mouth and then just flipped it over and smashed it. The next fella I got up on the table and put my boot in his mouth. His teeth went skittering' everywhere. And the one that said them bad things to you. I just pummeled him until his face was all mish-mash.
When I came home that night I saw that look in your eyes. That disappointment. And it crushed my heart. I felt sick in my stomach about what I done.
That was the moment I knew you was the woman meant for me. You filled me so full o' love that I saw myself for the first time.
Ain't hit no one out of anger never again.
I love you and I miss you,
Gunther
My Sally,
Remember that time we was eatin' our vittles at that little stream. You was washin' our clothes. And I was watchin' you there just with all that love in my eyes.
Them fellas, reckon a couple was bandits -- they comes up and they start hollerin' and tryin' to push us around. I was gonna go give em' a taste of my knucks when you put your hand on mah shoulder and whispered to me that you loved me and they was just words.
I felt the red in me go. I just felt calm and at peace. Ain't never had no other make me feel that. I sat there and took it and them fellas they didn't push none more. Afterwards we just went on our business. And we ate our vittles, snuggled, and I forgot about them fellas.
I ain't told you this. Next day I was in town and there they was. They was in the tavern just gettin' in their cups like I used to. But whatever that calm was in me was gone. I 'membered them foul things they said to you.
So I clobbered them but good. Put a bottle over the first fella's head, one I took from his mouth and then just flipped it over and smashed it. The next fella I got up on the table and put my boot in his mouth. His teeth went skittering' everywhere. And the one that said them bad things to you. I just pummeled him until his face was all mish-mash.
When I came home that night I saw that look in your eyes. That disappointment. And it crushed my heart. I felt sick in my stomach about what I done.
That was the moment I knew you was the woman meant for me. You filled me so full o' love that I saw myself for the first time.
Ain't hit no one out of anger never again.
I love you and I miss you,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:56 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with some other journals that were dated some time ago)
My Sally,
Reckon I sits sometimes and just stares at them walls. I just long to see you again. And I knows I can't. Some parts of me just pretends you are still here yanno? I talks to you before I goes to bed. Just yammerin' away like you was listenin'.
I then kinda just look at myself and it's hard. Hard knowin' you're breathin' and your best reason for goin' on is never gonna be there again.
I'm gonna do me some good with them times I gots left.
I love you girl,
Your Gunther
My Sally,
Reckon I sits sometimes and just stares at them walls. I just long to see you again. And I knows I can't. Some parts of me just pretends you are still here yanno? I talks to you before I goes to bed. Just yammerin' away like you was listenin'.
I then kinda just look at myself and it's hard. Hard knowin' you're breathin' and your best reason for goin' on is never gonna be there again.
I'm gonna do me some good with them times I gots left.
I love you girl,
Your Gunther
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