Written By Meesha
Dec. 6, 2019, 9:46 p.m.(5/1/1012 AR)
I have returned from Riva with Rishal and Padhma. Count Athaur was kind enough to assure that we had a comfortable place to stay, and I was amused to find familiar faces as neighbors. Abellus was in the longhouse when I poked my nose in, and after a few testing barbs, he offered to show me the sights. I learned much during our visit to the Menagerie - about tigers, and giraffes, and the queer living rocks called elephants.
I learned about Abellus, too. He shrugs off barbs, like a great and shaggy bear ignoring the stings of bees. He is generous, but not free with his time or person. He made an offer to spend time with Rishal, to teach him how to wield a weapon, and polish armor. I thanked him for the offer, for it is a kind one, and I am certain that my son will learn useful things under his tutelage.
I have taken great care to secure a fine education for Rishal, but I cannot help but feel that there are things I cannot teach him. Things only a man can teach him, though that is by no means a lacking on my part. I am not less capable; only different. My child deserves the best, and I will make certain he receives all that is his due.
I wish his father could see him, could -know- him as I do.
I learned about Abellus, too. He shrugs off barbs, like a great and shaggy bear ignoring the stings of bees. He is generous, but not free with his time or person. He made an offer to spend time with Rishal, to teach him how to wield a weapon, and polish armor. I thanked him for the offer, for it is a kind one, and I am certain that my son will learn useful things under his tutelage.
I have taken great care to secure a fine education for Rishal, but I cannot help but feel that there are things I cannot teach him. Things only a man can teach him, though that is by no means a lacking on my part. I am not less capable; only different. My child deserves the best, and I will make certain he receives all that is his due.
I wish his father could see him, could -know- him as I do.
Written By Meesha
Feb. 3, 2019, 8:33 p.m.(7/4/1010 AR)
Work, work, and more work. It never stops. I must get the coin to feed the little one.
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