Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:55 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with other journals that are dated some time ago)
Sally girl,
I met me a Grace! Ain't like the graces you get when you prays to them Gods. Or when you got good fork and knife skills. Ain't like when you do something all smooth and what not neither!
Archduchess! Of them poison folks. 'cept they ain't poisoned no one I know of. But I reckon if they did it right I weren't to know about it no how. She was really nice and wanted to be a friend and all to me.
She lost her fella recently. I guess he was a Grace (not them other kinds as I says) too! She seemed real upset so I reckon it was recent. Gonna check in on her soon. Not like nothin', now -- told her I was always yours. Just makin' sure she is good an' all.
Love, Gunther
Sally girl,
I met me a Grace! Ain't like the graces you get when you prays to them Gods. Or when you got good fork and knife skills. Ain't like when you do something all smooth and what not neither!
Archduchess! Of them poison folks. 'cept they ain't poisoned no one I know of. But I reckon if they did it right I weren't to know about it no how. She was really nice and wanted to be a friend and all to me.
She lost her fella recently. I guess he was a Grace (not them other kinds as I says) too! She seemed real upset so I reckon it was recent. Gonna check in on her soon. Not like nothin', now -- told her I was always yours. Just makin' sure she is good an' all.
Love, Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:55 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with a bundle of other journals that are dated weeks ago)
My wife,
I reckon I still call you my wife. I ain't never gonna so much as look at another woman again. Reckon we was really until death do... just you know, ain't wanted it to be you that tested them words. Wish it was me all the time.
I think you woulda been so special here. What with your kindness, and your warmth, and your ability to make good vittles outta rubbish. They'd a really used you here. More so than a worn out ol' fighter. Ain't good for nuttin' save what my mitts do.
Some says it's hard my girl. Some days I wakes up and my chest is heavy. I breathe an' breathe but I can't seem to catch it. I think it's just my heart cryin' out for it's love. Ain't so easy some days.
But I prays. I give thanks and I put one foot forward over the other. And I keep on goin'. I know you'd want that for me.
Love always,
Gunther
My wife,
I reckon I still call you my wife. I ain't never gonna so much as look at another woman again. Reckon we was really until death do... just you know, ain't wanted it to be you that tested them words. Wish it was me all the time.
I think you woulda been so special here. What with your kindness, and your warmth, and your ability to make good vittles outta rubbish. They'd a really used you here. More so than a worn out ol' fighter. Ain't good for nuttin' save what my mitts do.
Some says it's hard my girl. Some days I wakes up and my chest is heavy. I breathe an' breathe but I can't seem to catch it. I think it's just my heart cryin' out for it's love. Ain't so easy some days.
But I prays. I give thanks and I put one foot forward over the other. And I keep on goin'. I know you'd want that for me.
Love always,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
April 14, 2019, 11:54 a.m.(12/4/1010 AR)
(Turned in with a bundle of journals that had not been turned in for sometime)
My Sally!
I was on a boat!!!! It actually set sail and reckon we went into the ocean! Don't know how deep! I gots a little sick to mah belly an' all. But it was a big boat. Had this thing where you climb up and look off but I didn't onna account I don't like heights none. Close to the ground sort of fella like you knows.
This is one of them fancy ships. New and what not. Guess we had kinda poor ships before an' all. Now rest your heart I ain't 'bout to join the navy none. Still intent on bein' a knight an' all.
I miss you something fierce my Sally. I wish you was with me onna boat. You'd a looked so fine in some dress or somethin'. I'm makin' more money now and I coulda got you a fancy dress liked you used to always dream about. Don't worry none though, I'm givin' all my money save for my vittles scratch to them Gods and to them Orphans.
I'm doin' ya proud girl.
I can't wait until the next turn of the wheel my Sally girl. Them Gods gotta put us together again I just knows it!
Yours always,
Gunther
My Sally!
I was on a boat!!!! It actually set sail and reckon we went into the ocean! Don't know how deep! I gots a little sick to mah belly an' all. But it was a big boat. Had this thing where you climb up and look off but I didn't onna account I don't like heights none. Close to the ground sort of fella like you knows.
This is one of them fancy ships. New and what not. Guess we had kinda poor ships before an' all. Now rest your heart I ain't 'bout to join the navy none. Still intent on bein' a knight an' all.
I miss you something fierce my Sally. I wish you was with me onna boat. You'd a looked so fine in some dress or somethin'. I'm makin' more money now and I coulda got you a fancy dress liked you used to always dream about. Don't worry none though, I'm givin' all my money save for my vittles scratch to them Gods and to them Orphans.
I'm doin' ya proud girl.
I can't wait until the next turn of the wheel my Sally girl. Them Gods gotta put us together again I just knows it!
Yours always,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
March 1, 2019, 1:05 p.m.(8/28/1010 AR)
My Sally,
Reckon I'm doin' just peachy. Some kind lass sent me a statue of you onna account I mentioned my fears of forgettin' your face an' all. And it looks something special. I had it in my room onna account I wanted to look at it all the time. But that just felt wrong so I puts it in the Arena in the Redrain area just so I can sees it when I'm sweepin'. Few fellas noticed it and snickered some. I reckon they just don't the love of a good size woman. Ain't nothin' better in this life that much I know for sure. I sure miss that cushion to snuggle into at night. Ain't nothin' warmer; we coulda slept on ice and you'd keep me toasty you was that beautiful and special. Was a time I'd a just layed them fellas out with my knucks for their snickerin'. Ain't like that no more Sally -- you saw me set to a good path and I'm walkin' it. Thankful to them Gods for you erry day.
Now you know I ain't learn-ed none. Never was into my books onna account I was a mitts sort o' fellow. But that don't mean I'm dumb -- neither. Sometimes I feels like I am though. I struggle when I read fancy words and journals that talk about things big and complicated. I reckon I'm just a salt of the earth fella. I may not know my books but I've survived fifty-five years and been happier'n most could ever ask for in their entire lives. That's smarts. To see a good thing and knows not to muck it up none.
I've stayed out of my cups Sally. Ain't easy with you gone an' all but I have done it. I have been doin' good things. Helpin' folks. Carin' for em'. Teachin' em so that one days they might be able to protect themselves. I been given every red cent I earns here over to the church save for what little I keep back for vittles. Just feels good to be givin' to somethin' whats given to you.
I miss you so. I been prayin' to have the dream again. The one I wrote about the other day an' all. But it ain't come back. I wish it would. Even if I'm sleepin' and I knows its not real I wants it so much. I just, it's hard... onna account you bein' dead -- hard to not get bitter and angry. But I don't. I am better than that.
You taught me despite it all I can and am a good person. That everyone can belong to somethin' and hope ain't never lost.
I miss you, girl. I can't wait until we are together again.
Always yours,
Gunther
Reckon I'm doin' just peachy. Some kind lass sent me a statue of you onna account I mentioned my fears of forgettin' your face an' all. And it looks something special. I had it in my room onna account I wanted to look at it all the time. But that just felt wrong so I puts it in the Arena in the Redrain area just so I can sees it when I'm sweepin'. Few fellas noticed it and snickered some. I reckon they just don't the love of a good size woman. Ain't nothin' better in this life that much I know for sure. I sure miss that cushion to snuggle into at night. Ain't nothin' warmer; we coulda slept on ice and you'd keep me toasty you was that beautiful and special. Was a time I'd a just layed them fellas out with my knucks for their snickerin'. Ain't like that no more Sally -- you saw me set to a good path and I'm walkin' it. Thankful to them Gods for you erry day.
Now you know I ain't learn-ed none. Never was into my books onna account I was a mitts sort o' fellow. But that don't mean I'm dumb -- neither. Sometimes I feels like I am though. I struggle when I read fancy words and journals that talk about things big and complicated. I reckon I'm just a salt of the earth fella. I may not know my books but I've survived fifty-five years and been happier'n most could ever ask for in their entire lives. That's smarts. To see a good thing and knows not to muck it up none.
I've stayed out of my cups Sally. Ain't easy with you gone an' all but I have done it. I have been doin' good things. Helpin' folks. Carin' for em'. Teachin' em so that one days they might be able to protect themselves. I been given every red cent I earns here over to the church save for what little I keep back for vittles. Just feels good to be givin' to somethin' whats given to you.
I miss you so. I been prayin' to have the dream again. The one I wrote about the other day an' all. But it ain't come back. I wish it would. Even if I'm sleepin' and I knows its not real I wants it so much. I just, it's hard... onna account you bein' dead -- hard to not get bitter and angry. But I don't. I am better than that.
You taught me despite it all I can and am a good person. That everyone can belong to somethin' and hope ain't never lost.
I miss you, girl. I can't wait until we are together again.
Always yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 26, 2019, 6:32 p.m.(8/22/1010 AR)
My Sally girl,
I had this here dream about us. We was in Arx and I was a fancy knight an' all. And I comes home from some sort of mission walkin' (which don't make sense none cause I'd likely learn to ride a nag) and I gets in this house o' ours and out comes a gaggle of the ugliest mugs ever. Bunch a little you an' me ankle biters they was!
Oh, I never wanted to wake up Sally. I knew you woulda been the best mother ever was. I always felt like I was less than onna account I never gave you none. Ain't for lack of tryin' just suppose I wasn't up to the task o' it. But seein' them rosey cheeks light up as our tykes went runnin' around. Well, it gave me great joy.
When I woke I was angry. Didn't want to wake. I reckon I'd done anything to stay there like that. I cried a bit, ain't to ashamed to admit I cries when I needs to. Usually, well... always... if I'm tell'n the truth (and you know to you I does) if I'm cryin' I'm missin' you my girl.
I miss you baby. I miss you so much. You was the entire sun and stars for me. Ain't been a day as sweet since you gone and went up yonder. They always says love is great and it is. I thank and give to Limerance every day I can onna account o' you.
I miss you so and I'm always yours,
Gunther
I had this here dream about us. We was in Arx and I was a fancy knight an' all. And I comes home from some sort of mission walkin' (which don't make sense none cause I'd likely learn to ride a nag) and I gets in this house o' ours and out comes a gaggle of the ugliest mugs ever. Bunch a little you an' me ankle biters they was!
Oh, I never wanted to wake up Sally. I knew you woulda been the best mother ever was. I always felt like I was less than onna account I never gave you none. Ain't for lack of tryin' just suppose I wasn't up to the task o' it. But seein' them rosey cheeks light up as our tykes went runnin' around. Well, it gave me great joy.
When I woke I was angry. Didn't want to wake. I reckon I'd done anything to stay there like that. I cried a bit, ain't to ashamed to admit I cries when I needs to. Usually, well... always... if I'm tell'n the truth (and you know to you I does) if I'm cryin' I'm missin' you my girl.
I miss you baby. I miss you so much. You was the entire sun and stars for me. Ain't been a day as sweet since you gone and went up yonder. They always says love is great and it is. I thank and give to Limerance every day I can onna account o' you.
I miss you so and I'm always yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 26, 2019, 6:25 p.m.(8/22/1010 AR)
My Sally,
All this hooey ballooey 'bout what to do and what not to do with the Compact. Ain't rightly I know much about any of this. Don't see a fella like me bein' involved in these things too much 'cept for what comes after. Be it war or what not.
I dunno, when there is war it's always thems that ain't got much that suffers. When you're all in you're fancy armors and got your pig-sticker it's one thing. Thems that ain't got armor. Them that's underfoot of marchin' armies or navies. Thems the common folk that need help. Thems the ones everyone should be look'n out for.
I ain't a fan of selling one's soul for the sake of appeasin' the moment. Ain't sure none about any of these choices but any choices that starts with ... we gots to sacrifice of ourselves to do so and so. Thems the choices I don't like none.
We got our Gods. We got our mitts. Been servin' us well this long why change things up?
Now Sally, don't you fret too much. I'm still not in my cups. I'm doin' good. And I miss you somethin' fierce. All this other stuffs will work itself out I just hope thems thats better and makes these choices don't piss on the lot o' us ain't got that power for the sake of easy. We can work, we can fight, and we can hold our own. Ain't nothin' ever been easy on those that ain't the haves. All we gots we can says is our morals and our gumption. We gots them in spade and shouldn't be asked to sacrifice none of what we are onna account of threats.
Wonder what them Gods thinks.
All my love,
Gunther
All this hooey ballooey 'bout what to do and what not to do with the Compact. Ain't rightly I know much about any of this. Don't see a fella like me bein' involved in these things too much 'cept for what comes after. Be it war or what not.
I dunno, when there is war it's always thems that ain't got much that suffers. When you're all in you're fancy armors and got your pig-sticker it's one thing. Thems that ain't got armor. Them that's underfoot of marchin' armies or navies. Thems the common folk that need help. Thems the ones everyone should be look'n out for.
I ain't a fan of selling one's soul for the sake of appeasin' the moment. Ain't sure none about any of these choices but any choices that starts with ... we gots to sacrifice of ourselves to do so and so. Thems the choices I don't like none.
We got our Gods. We got our mitts. Been servin' us well this long why change things up?
Now Sally, don't you fret too much. I'm still not in my cups. I'm doin' good. And I miss you somethin' fierce. All this other stuffs will work itself out I just hope thems thats better and makes these choices don't piss on the lot o' us ain't got that power for the sake of easy. We can work, we can fight, and we can hold our own. Ain't nothin' ever been easy on those that ain't the haves. All we gots we can says is our morals and our gumption. We gots them in spade and shouldn't be asked to sacrifice none of what we are onna account of threats.
Wonder what them Gods thinks.
All my love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 23, 2019, 4:39 p.m.(8/16/1010 AR)
My Sally,
Lots of things been goin' on. Can't says I ain't pleased with them -- I am.
You know I ain't ever been good at prayin' and talkin' to them Gods of ours. Part onna account I don't feels I been so good a sod that I deserves the blessing I've gotten in life. Namely, you, my Sally girl -- I was a rotten no good nothin' when you met me half-dead. You never fret none over the things I done before you saved me. Never asked me none about the wrong I did. You only saw the goodness in me.
Them Gods put you on my path I knows it. Every night when I prays first I prays to Limerance onna account you came to me with all your love. Its funny, never thought I'd be the sort of fella that would favor this God more so than most. But that's the one. The one that sings true to me and touches me, just not nowheres you would get cross and ping that rollin' pin off that Godly head. So don't fret none there. Ain't no love like the love I gots for you girl. I found my once in a fella's lifetime love. I soaked and had my happiness for twenty-four or so years.
That's what I'm writin' to you about, mah girl.
I had my happiness. And I'm awful thankful for them Gods. I recognizes my blessings and I, on my own accord... motivated by your goodness and love sure. I want to pay thems back. And so my girl, are you sittin' down?
Good.
I'm gonna be workin' on bein' a knight. A Knight of Solace. Now, now girl, stop your cryin'. Wipe them smilin' eyes. I done let go of my hate and anger because in my prayers these last few nights as I was visitin' each shrine in Arx. I asked all them things whats been weighted on my chest. And I came to realize somethin'. I owe them Gods and it's in my heart to give them whats left of my days. They saw to bring a man love and kindness that didn't deserve it. They showed me their light, through you, and put me on a path. And I'm gonna walk that path now -- a belly full of thanks and warmth. I'm a better man for you. I'm gonna pay back whats I owes.
So I'm gonna swear the rest of my days to them Gods and protects those whats needs it most. Thems like me.
I think I might be the oldest squire ever to done it! Can you wrap your noggin around that? Ain't rightly no how old I am. Thereabouts sure... but the knight I'm gonna be servin' is a good fella with a good heart. I'm proud he's my friend and he's the first fella been my friend I suppose. His name is Sir Jeffeth Bayweather in case you were wonderin'. I mentioned him here and there but realized I never told you his name none.
I spent all night prayin' and things happen. I met an Archlector at the Shrine of the Sentinel. Didn't know she was that. I was there prayin' askin' for a sign and she sat with me and I figured out somethin'. It ain't a sign I needed it was a blessing. I needed courage not a path. I knows my path in my heart. And in my life and in doin' what I'm doin' it's fear that I ain't good enough what's been holdin' me back. But like that high muckity-muck says before you could walk you had to have the courage to risk fallin'.
When I was in our space, there with Limerance and the shrine. I talked to another knight what's may one day be my friend. She talked to me of her little ones and we talked about some things that made it clear to me how blessed those of us that knows love is. If you could, my love... she's got some young'n kiddos an' all. Can you look upon em' and maybe ask them Gods to show their love a little. Watch out for them a little. I'll keep them in mah prayers too.
I then went to the God o' Seasons. And there I met this lass who was Godsworn. An she was this Mercy. And she listened me recount and talk about our love and the like. And she helped me see the things I needed to.
And really? What can I say my girl? For the second time in my life I have a purpose. My first was lovin' you. And now that you are gone it's time to do what I was meant to do after your love. I'm gonna start lovin' myself and protecting, servin', and doin' for thems that ain'ts got no Sally. Thems that needs love and safety when they got the least chances of it.
I'm gonna be a Knight of Solace.
And I'm gonna serve them Gods whats gave me you.
With all my love,
Gunther
Lots of things been goin' on. Can't says I ain't pleased with them -- I am.
You know I ain't ever been good at prayin' and talkin' to them Gods of ours. Part onna account I don't feels I been so good a sod that I deserves the blessing I've gotten in life. Namely, you, my Sally girl -- I was a rotten no good nothin' when you met me half-dead. You never fret none over the things I done before you saved me. Never asked me none about the wrong I did. You only saw the goodness in me.
Them Gods put you on my path I knows it. Every night when I prays first I prays to Limerance onna account you came to me with all your love. Its funny, never thought I'd be the sort of fella that would favor this God more so than most. But that's the one. The one that sings true to me and touches me, just not nowheres you would get cross and ping that rollin' pin off that Godly head. So don't fret none there. Ain't no love like the love I gots for you girl. I found my once in a fella's lifetime love. I soaked and had my happiness for twenty-four or so years.
That's what I'm writin' to you about, mah girl.
I had my happiness. And I'm awful thankful for them Gods. I recognizes my blessings and I, on my own accord... motivated by your goodness and love sure. I want to pay thems back. And so my girl, are you sittin' down?
Good.
I'm gonna be workin' on bein' a knight. A Knight of Solace. Now, now girl, stop your cryin'. Wipe them smilin' eyes. I done let go of my hate and anger because in my prayers these last few nights as I was visitin' each shrine in Arx. I asked all them things whats been weighted on my chest. And I came to realize somethin'. I owe them Gods and it's in my heart to give them whats left of my days. They saw to bring a man love and kindness that didn't deserve it. They showed me their light, through you, and put me on a path. And I'm gonna walk that path now -- a belly full of thanks and warmth. I'm a better man for you. I'm gonna pay back whats I owes.
So I'm gonna swear the rest of my days to them Gods and protects those whats needs it most. Thems like me.
I think I might be the oldest squire ever to done it! Can you wrap your noggin around that? Ain't rightly no how old I am. Thereabouts sure... but the knight I'm gonna be servin' is a good fella with a good heart. I'm proud he's my friend and he's the first fella been my friend I suppose. His name is Sir Jeffeth Bayweather in case you were wonderin'. I mentioned him here and there but realized I never told you his name none.
I spent all night prayin' and things happen. I met an Archlector at the Shrine of the Sentinel. Didn't know she was that. I was there prayin' askin' for a sign and she sat with me and I figured out somethin'. It ain't a sign I needed it was a blessing. I needed courage not a path. I knows my path in my heart. And in my life and in doin' what I'm doin' it's fear that I ain't good enough what's been holdin' me back. But like that high muckity-muck says before you could walk you had to have the courage to risk fallin'.
When I was in our space, there with Limerance and the shrine. I talked to another knight what's may one day be my friend. She talked to me of her little ones and we talked about some things that made it clear to me how blessed those of us that knows love is. If you could, my love... she's got some young'n kiddos an' all. Can you look upon em' and maybe ask them Gods to show their love a little. Watch out for them a little. I'll keep them in mah prayers too.
I then went to the God o' Seasons. And there I met this lass who was Godsworn. An she was this Mercy. And she listened me recount and talk about our love and the like. And she helped me see the things I needed to.
And really? What can I say my girl? For the second time in my life I have a purpose. My first was lovin' you. And now that you are gone it's time to do what I was meant to do after your love. I'm gonna start lovin' myself and protecting, servin', and doin' for thems that ain'ts got no Sally. Thems that needs love and safety when they got the least chances of it.
I'm gonna be a Knight of Solace.
And I'm gonna serve them Gods whats gave me you.
With all my love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 20, 2019, 8:41 p.m.(8/10/1010 AR)
My Sally,
What's it been now? How many months since I last got to wrap my arms half-way around you and snuggle in? Too many, that's what. I ain't gettin' over you. People says, my love, it gets better with time -- it ain't.
What's gettin' better is I'm learning to have moments on my own. Fella I met I told you 'bout before and I are becoming good friends. I like him a lot. People here is treatin' me well an' all. I'm sweepin' and keepin' up them northerners clobberin' stadium. Trainin' fellas and lasses here and there and what not. Them's that wants to toss knucks though I'm enjoyin' teachin'.
The nights are the hardest. I wakes up all the time and reach for you. And I get scared and frantic clawin' at the floor I'm sleeping on -- gettin' at them blankets to find you gone. Then I gets all panicked and it takes me a bit to wake enough to realize you're dead and you ain't never gonna be there again. It's them times I want to go drown in my cups and forget again.
I ain't though. I made you a promise and I'm gonna keep it.
It should have never been me, my girl -- I don't deserve this life. I ain't never done nothin' for nobody before. I'm only good onna account I met and you gave me your love. Reckon if it weren't for you I'd never know what them fuzzy stomach knots and that warm flush is whens you rub them mitts over my bald noggin' and give me kisses there on top. You was the one what should been here and it ain't right. It ain't right you had so much to live for. You were so more deservin'. I hope them Gods knows what they got in you.
I'm lost without you. All I gots is your memory and a desire to do good by you. I'm doin' the best I can.
Ain't nothin' I love in this world more than the love I got for you. Ain't know this much feelin' about someone was possible but I feels it.
I love you and I can't wait to be with you again.
Gunther
P.S. If'n you can't send me a sign I understand. I just, you know -- would make it easier knowin' you was there look'n down upon me. I ain't got nothin' to remember you by save my noggin. And you knows how spotty it is. I'm so scared one day I'll wake up and won't remember your face.
What's it been now? How many months since I last got to wrap my arms half-way around you and snuggle in? Too many, that's what. I ain't gettin' over you. People says, my love, it gets better with time -- it ain't.
What's gettin' better is I'm learning to have moments on my own. Fella I met I told you 'bout before and I are becoming good friends. I like him a lot. People here is treatin' me well an' all. I'm sweepin' and keepin' up them northerners clobberin' stadium. Trainin' fellas and lasses here and there and what not. Them's that wants to toss knucks though I'm enjoyin' teachin'.
The nights are the hardest. I wakes up all the time and reach for you. And I get scared and frantic clawin' at the floor I'm sleeping on -- gettin' at them blankets to find you gone. Then I gets all panicked and it takes me a bit to wake enough to realize you're dead and you ain't never gonna be there again. It's them times I want to go drown in my cups and forget again.
I ain't though. I made you a promise and I'm gonna keep it.
It should have never been me, my girl -- I don't deserve this life. I ain't never done nothin' for nobody before. I'm only good onna account I met and you gave me your love. Reckon if it weren't for you I'd never know what them fuzzy stomach knots and that warm flush is whens you rub them mitts over my bald noggin' and give me kisses there on top. You was the one what should been here and it ain't right. It ain't right you had so much to live for. You were so more deservin'. I hope them Gods knows what they got in you.
I'm lost without you. All I gots is your memory and a desire to do good by you. I'm doin' the best I can.
Ain't nothin' I love in this world more than the love I got for you. Ain't know this much feelin' about someone was possible but I feels it.
I love you and I can't wait to be with you again.
Gunther
P.S. If'n you can't send me a sign I understand. I just, you know -- would make it easier knowin' you was there look'n down upon me. I ain't got nothin' to remember you by save my noggin. And you knows how spotty it is. I'm so scared one day I'll wake up and won't remember your face.
Written By Gunther
Feb. 20, 2019, 8:41 p.m.(8/10/1010 AR)
My Sally,
What's it been now? How many months since I last got to wrap my arms half-way around you and snuggle in? Too many, that's what. I ain't gettin' over you. People says, my love, it gets better with time -- it ain't.
What's gettin' better is I'm learning to have moments on my own. Fella I met I told you 'bout before and I are becoming good friends. I like him a lot. People here is treatin' me well an' all. I'm sweepin' and keepin' up them northerners clobberin' stadium. Trainin' fellas and lasses here and there and what not. Them's that wants to toss knucks though I'm enjoyin' teachin'.
The nights are the hardest. I wakes up all the time and reach for you. And I get scared and frantic clawin' at the floor I'm sleeping on -- gettin' at them blankets to find you gone. Then I gets all panicked and it takes me a bit to wake enough to realize you're dead and you ain't never gonna be there again. It's them times I want to go drown in my cups and forget again.
I ain't though. I made you a promise and I'm gonna keep it.
It should have never been me, my girl -- I don't deserve this life. I ain't never done nothin' for nobody before. I'm only good onna account I met and you gave me your love. Reckon if it weren't for you I'd never know what them fuzzy stomach knots and that warm flush is whens you rub them mitts over my bald noggin' and give me kisses there on top. You was the one what should been here and it ain't right. It ain't right you had so much to live for. You were so more deservin'. I hope them Gods knows what they got in you.
I'm lost without you. All I gots is your memory and a desire to do good by you. I'm doin' the best I can.
Ain't nothin' I love in this world more than the love I got for you. Ain't know this much feelin' about someone was possible but I feels it.
I love you and I can't wait to be with you again.
Gunther
P.S. If'n you can't send me a sign I understand. I just, you know -- would make it easier knowin' you was there look'n down upon me. I ain't got nothin' to remember you by save my noggin. And you knows how spotty it is. I'm so scared one day I'll wake up and won't remember your face.
What's it been now? How many months since I last got to wrap my arms half-way around you and snuggle in? Too many, that's what. I ain't gettin' over you. People says, my love, it gets better with time -- it ain't.
What's gettin' better is I'm learning to have moments on my own. Fella I met I told you 'bout before and I are becoming good friends. I like him a lot. People here is treatin' me well an' all. I'm sweepin' and keepin' up them northerners clobberin' stadium. Trainin' fellas and lasses here and there and what not. Them's that wants to toss knucks though I'm enjoyin' teachin'.
The nights are the hardest. I wakes up all the time and reach for you. And I get scared and frantic clawin' at the floor I'm sleeping on -- gettin' at them blankets to find you gone. Then I gets all panicked and it takes me a bit to wake enough to realize you're dead and you ain't never gonna be there again. It's them times I want to go drown in my cups and forget again.
I ain't though. I made you a promise and I'm gonna keep it.
It should have never been me, my girl -- I don't deserve this life. I ain't never done nothin' for nobody before. I'm only good onna account I met and you gave me your love. Reckon if it weren't for you I'd never know what them fuzzy stomach knots and that warm flush is whens you rub them mitts over my bald noggin' and give me kisses there on top. You was the one what should been here and it ain't right. It ain't right you had so much to live for. You were so more deservin'. I hope them Gods knows what they got in you.
I'm lost without you. All I gots is your memory and a desire to do good by you. I'm doin' the best I can.
Ain't nothin' I love in this world more than the love I got for you. Ain't know this much feelin' about someone was possible but I feels it.
I love you and I can't wait to be with you again.
Gunther
P.S. If'n you can't send me a sign I understand. I just, you know -- would make it easier knowin' you was there look'n down upon me. I ain't got nothin' to remember you by save my noggin. And you knows how spotty it is. I'm so scared one day I'll wake up and won't remember your face.
Written By Gunther
Feb. 18, 2019, 2:04 a.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
My Sally Girl,
I miss you so. I wanted to tell you whats somethin' I figured out. Since I have been work'n and teachin' I've been earnin' a little scratch. And I'm puttin' in a bank. I ain't spendin' it none. Save for vittles and my job puts me up with a roof. Ain't no leaks neither.
But as I was saying I figured out what to do with the money. So this here girl serves as my will onna account I like the idea of tellin' you an makin' it official at the same time.
I Gunther Crownsworn, do hereby so and so swears... upon My love of my Sally. And the Gods. Thems that's proper. Not the other ones. Or them that's any number higher than the current number we got. Hard enough to remember all their names now. This is my will and last testaments.
I sets aside enough to have a statue commissioned. One of my Sally. Ain't gotta be all special none. Just give it hips whats wide as an apple cart. And a smile of kindness what would brighten' any room. And a little plaque that say. "Sally." That's it. Ain't nothin' else. Use the money for vittles for them little ones. If its a lot of coin then make sure to do right by them.
All my coins is to go to the local orphanage what's leftover. Should be a lot.
Everything I ever earn outside of my eatin' and sleepin' place I do swear from this day onward is for them that ain't startin' in the world with nothin'. Like me an' my Sally. I doin' this onna account I want them to know the kinda love I knew. I ain't got no need for coins. I knew what happiness was. I was one of the lucky ones.
Hereby sworn and such...
Gunther Crownsworn
P.S. I love you Sally
Gunther
I miss you so. I wanted to tell you whats somethin' I figured out. Since I have been work'n and teachin' I've been earnin' a little scratch. And I'm puttin' in a bank. I ain't spendin' it none. Save for vittles and my job puts me up with a roof. Ain't no leaks neither.
But as I was saying I figured out what to do with the money. So this here girl serves as my will onna account I like the idea of tellin' you an makin' it official at the same time.
I Gunther Crownsworn, do hereby so and so swears... upon My love of my Sally. And the Gods. Thems that's proper. Not the other ones. Or them that's any number higher than the current number we got. Hard enough to remember all their names now. This is my will and last testaments.
I sets aside enough to have a statue commissioned. One of my Sally. Ain't gotta be all special none. Just give it hips whats wide as an apple cart. And a smile of kindness what would brighten' any room. And a little plaque that say. "Sally." That's it. Ain't nothin' else. Use the money for vittles for them little ones. If its a lot of coin then make sure to do right by them.
All my coins is to go to the local orphanage what's leftover. Should be a lot.
Everything I ever earn outside of my eatin' and sleepin' place I do swear from this day onward is for them that ain't startin' in the world with nothin'. Like me an' my Sally. I doin' this onna account I want them to know the kinda love I knew. I ain't got no need for coins. I knew what happiness was. I was one of the lucky ones.
Hereby sworn and such...
Gunther Crownsworn
P.S. I love you Sally
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 14, 2019, 5:40 p.m.(7/26/1010 AR)
My Sally,
I think you'd be proud of me. I done my very best not to fall into my cups. I got a good job. I am helpin' folks I think what deserves it. I says my prayers. I ain't wantin' for nothin. As long as I been doin' good in honor you, my love -- I've had vittles an' a roof. I ain't doin' no one no wrong. I ain't beat no one save for mutual sport and I ain't fell into nothin' what I had to say outright no to. I'm doin' my best to do what you says I was always meant to be. You always saw it in me even when I was bling my girl -- an' even when I couldn't remember it none...
Well, you'd remember for us both.
I hope you're beamin' up there what with your smile as big dinner plate smile and them eyes. Them little wrinkles whats creeps outside your eyes was always what done my heart in. I never told you but they was always my favorite part on you. Not onna account of anything other than when I saw your eyes, and you would squint onna account you would not get your eyes checked -- you looked so eff'n loveable. Even when you was cross with me and you would furrow your brow and huff and puff them eyes and them little wrinkles. I ain't feared no one, ain't been shy of toss'n knucks against no man -- but you could melt me to butter or tear me up between them worry lines. I always read between them. That's why I always reached up and would press my thumb and stroke there when you was tryin' to sleep and had your headaches. I was just trying to erase them worries. I always wanted better for you...
I love you. I don't know how I can stands the waiting. I think maybe my new friends may help. I'll just keep puttin' one good intention in front of the other. I know we'll get there girl. Until then...
Yours forever,
Gunther
I think you'd be proud of me. I done my very best not to fall into my cups. I got a good job. I am helpin' folks I think what deserves it. I says my prayers. I ain't wantin' for nothin. As long as I been doin' good in honor you, my love -- I've had vittles an' a roof. I ain't doin' no one no wrong. I ain't beat no one save for mutual sport and I ain't fell into nothin' what I had to say outright no to. I'm doin' my best to do what you says I was always meant to be. You always saw it in me even when I was bling my girl -- an' even when I couldn't remember it none...
Well, you'd remember for us both.
I hope you're beamin' up there what with your smile as big dinner plate smile and them eyes. Them little wrinkles whats creeps outside your eyes was always what done my heart in. I never told you but they was always my favorite part on you. Not onna account of anything other than when I saw your eyes, and you would squint onna account you would not get your eyes checked -- you looked so eff'n loveable. Even when you was cross with me and you would furrow your brow and huff and puff them eyes and them little wrinkles. I ain't feared no one, ain't been shy of toss'n knucks against no man -- but you could melt me to butter or tear me up between them worry lines. I always read between them. That's why I always reached up and would press my thumb and stroke there when you was tryin' to sleep and had your headaches. I was just trying to erase them worries. I always wanted better for you...
I love you. I don't know how I can stands the waiting. I think maybe my new friends may help. I'll just keep puttin' one good intention in front of the other. I know we'll get there girl. Until then...
Yours forever,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 14, 2019, 5:27 p.m.(7/26/1010 AR)
My Sally,
Guess somethin' is goin' on in them big muckity-muck circles. People are a whisperin' and talkin' about all the choices. I hear people just willy nilly openly gawking and yappin' their beaks about magics and all that hooey baloney.
I don't pay it no nevermind. Ain't somethin' what I care about none. Just don't think a fella like me matters when it comes to this big hoopla things. Ain't like it ever impacts ol' Gunther save we have to tighten are belts an all when vittles are hard to come by. May know so-and-so son or daughter whats been killed and what not.
Ain't sure what talkin' about it does. Ain't like we Lowers and Lesser get a say. Ain't no fancy folks ever bend no ear to what we the little people says or thinks. Onna account we are not as educated. But I ain't sure that's so. We got all sorts o' wisdoms.
All I want is for them muckity-mucks not to go and changing our Gods none. All I got left is being with you again Sally my girl an' if they mess that up I'm gonna be cross.
I don't rightly understand whats goin' on. I reckon mayhaps you do now. I reckon I'll just help thems that's nice.
Oh! I got a job! Gonna be work'n for them northern growlin' sorts. 'Cept they ain't as strange as I thought. I almost won at mud wrestlin' but my knight maybe buddy beat me down. I gave a good showin' though Sally girl.
I miss you so.
Love,
Gunther
Guess somethin' is goin' on in them big muckity-muck circles. People are a whisperin' and talkin' about all the choices. I hear people just willy nilly openly gawking and yappin' their beaks about magics and all that hooey baloney.
I don't pay it no nevermind. Ain't somethin' what I care about none. Just don't think a fella like me matters when it comes to this big hoopla things. Ain't like it ever impacts ol' Gunther save we have to tighten are belts an all when vittles are hard to come by. May know so-and-so son or daughter whats been killed and what not.
Ain't sure what talkin' about it does. Ain't like we Lowers and Lesser get a say. Ain't no fancy folks ever bend no ear to what we the little people says or thinks. Onna account we are not as educated. But I ain't sure that's so. We got all sorts o' wisdoms.
All I want is for them muckity-mucks not to go and changing our Gods none. All I got left is being with you again Sally my girl an' if they mess that up I'm gonna be cross.
I don't rightly understand whats goin' on. I reckon mayhaps you do now. I reckon I'll just help thems that's nice.
Oh! I got a job! Gonna be work'n for them northern growlin' sorts. 'Cept they ain't as strange as I thought. I almost won at mud wrestlin' but my knight maybe buddy beat me down. I gave a good showin' though Sally girl.
I miss you so.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 14, 2019, 5:19 p.m.(7/26/1010 AR)
My dearest Sally,
I miss ya so. I gotta say I feel a little guilty but I knows you ain't wanting me to feel this way.
I kinda made some fellas that are my friends -- I think. Or I reckon they could be! And fancy folks and all. You would look at me and tell me I was in my cups again if'n I could tell you in person. Not that I could onna account of you bein' dead an' all.
This one fella, he's a knight -- I know, one of them fellas. And he is big as can be. He was raised what like I was 'cept he pushed into his share of thumpin' all sorts onna account of his size.
The other two is fancy princesses! Now now Sally girl put away your nether worldly rollin' pin it ain't like that. Them girls is nice to me onna account they just is okay people. One is a war-something. We heard stories I think her before maybe. I can kinda relate to her onna account her husband kicked it and I think she knows what its like what to be alone. 'cept she's got little ones. I said me some prayers for her and hers. Hope you, if you ain't too busy yelling up there at what I am doin -- could you look in on em'. I know you got so much love to give an' all.
One princess, she's one of them King's princesses. She gave me some help and been real friendly to me. You know though, I ain't sure why she is so friendly -- but she sure has been nice.
Some others here and there too.
Wish we was here together. Or even just you.
You'd be so happy my girl.
I'd be happy just if'n we could be together. Just one last time. I miss you so.
Love,
Gunther
I miss ya so. I gotta say I feel a little guilty but I knows you ain't wanting me to feel this way.
I kinda made some fellas that are my friends -- I think. Or I reckon they could be! And fancy folks and all. You would look at me and tell me I was in my cups again if'n I could tell you in person. Not that I could onna account of you bein' dead an' all.
This one fella, he's a knight -- I know, one of them fellas. And he is big as can be. He was raised what like I was 'cept he pushed into his share of thumpin' all sorts onna account of his size.
The other two is fancy princesses! Now now Sally girl put away your nether worldly rollin' pin it ain't like that. Them girls is nice to me onna account they just is okay people. One is a war-something. We heard stories I think her before maybe. I can kinda relate to her onna account her husband kicked it and I think she knows what its like what to be alone. 'cept she's got little ones. I said me some prayers for her and hers. Hope you, if you ain't too busy yelling up there at what I am doin -- could you look in on em'. I know you got so much love to give an' all.
One princess, she's one of them King's princesses. She gave me some help and been real friendly to me. You know though, I ain't sure why she is so friendly -- but she sure has been nice.
Some others here and there too.
Wish we was here together. Or even just you.
You'd be so happy my girl.
I'd be happy just if'n we could be together. Just one last time. I miss you so.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 11, 2019, 4:57 p.m.(7/20/1010 AR)
My Sally,
There be some days when the roosters are caw-caw-caw'n up a storm and I see a sliver of light on the horizon. An' in them mornin's the bed seems colder than the deadest of winters. I ain't never been so cold and lonely. And I just stare at my mitts and long to feel them graze your rosy cheek meat.
The day is before me but I don't wanna leave. They says that it gets better with time. It don't. It only gets more lonely. More strange to know you was not meant to go on without the love of your life.
I thought about goin' an' visitin' a big muckity-muck of the Faith an' askin' them about what its like where you are. I reckon though I don't want to truly know. Onna account I already just want to be there with you again my girl.
I wished it would of been me. Every moment. Every day. There ain't nothin' I'd rather see. You was the one what supposed to be here in Arx.
This was your dream.
Sometimes I don't feel right livin' it. Sometimes I feel its all my fault and that I failed you. You was always there for me.
I wasn't there for you when you needed me most and you had to leave here alone onna account I wanted a little extra coin from a trip that took me away. I'd give all them coins in all of forever just to tell you I love you so much one last time.
I'm so sorry.
I'll make you proud.
Forever yours,
Gunther
There be some days when the roosters are caw-caw-caw'n up a storm and I see a sliver of light on the horizon. An' in them mornin's the bed seems colder than the deadest of winters. I ain't never been so cold and lonely. And I just stare at my mitts and long to feel them graze your rosy cheek meat.
The day is before me but I don't wanna leave. They says that it gets better with time. It don't. It only gets more lonely. More strange to know you was not meant to go on without the love of your life.
I thought about goin' an' visitin' a big muckity-muck of the Faith an' askin' them about what its like where you are. I reckon though I don't want to truly know. Onna account I already just want to be there with you again my girl.
I wished it would of been me. Every moment. Every day. There ain't nothin' I'd rather see. You was the one what supposed to be here in Arx.
This was your dream.
Sometimes I don't feel right livin' it. Sometimes I feel its all my fault and that I failed you. You was always there for me.
I wasn't there for you when you needed me most and you had to leave here alone onna account I wanted a little extra coin from a trip that took me away. I'd give all them coins in all of forever just to tell you I love you so much one last time.
I'm so sorry.
I'll make you proud.
Forever yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 7, 2019, 5:12 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)
My Sally Girl,
You wouldn't believe what I did today. I went down to where them fancy 100 fellas train onna account you always said I should forgive them for what they done to me four decades ago.
So I did.
And I always promised when I saw that high muckity-muck knight I'd punch her right in the kisser.
Well, I didn't. And I did onna account my love for you is strong than any hate in my heart. So I did something you would be beaming for. I am gonna train with and help them knights out a little. I ain't even takin' no pay just some viddles and a place to put my head when I'm helpin'. Not a full-time thing or nothin' but maybe I can do some good.
Sally, if you can sense or see these. Please give me a sign. Anything. I miss you so much. I just wanna know that when all is done we'll be together again.
I hope I'm good enough for you up there Sally. And that I can be with you.
I miss you and can't wait to see you again.
Love,
Gunther
You wouldn't believe what I did today. I went down to where them fancy 100 fellas train onna account you always said I should forgive them for what they done to me four decades ago.
So I did.
And I always promised when I saw that high muckity-muck knight I'd punch her right in the kisser.
Well, I didn't. And I did onna account my love for you is strong than any hate in my heart. So I did something you would be beaming for. I am gonna train with and help them knights out a little. I ain't even takin' no pay just some viddles and a place to put my head when I'm helpin'. Not a full-time thing or nothin' but maybe I can do some good.
Sally, if you can sense or see these. Please give me a sign. Anything. I miss you so much. I just wanna know that when all is done we'll be together again.
I hope I'm good enough for you up there Sally. And that I can be with you.
I miss you and can't wait to see you again.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 7, 2019, 12:40 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)
My Sally,
I thought this was gonna be different. Never thought I was gonna outlive you. I figure they just needed you more up there than me is all. Tell them fellas up there that when they see you if'n it helps give you my share of whatever I got up there too. You deserve it more than me.
I miss you so Sally.
Ain't an hour goes by I don't sit down and just get in my feelin' emotions. I thought you would come to me -- talk to me in my dreams and keep me company. But no matter how much I sleep or snooze I don't see ya.
It feels empty without you. I can only live for you anymore. Just live in honor of yur memory.
I'll do you proud Sally until the day we are together again.
Love,
Gunther
I thought this was gonna be different. Never thought I was gonna outlive you. I figure they just needed you more up there than me is all. Tell them fellas up there that when they see you if'n it helps give you my share of whatever I got up there too. You deserve it more than me.
I miss you so Sally.
Ain't an hour goes by I don't sit down and just get in my feelin' emotions. I thought you would come to me -- talk to me in my dreams and keep me company. But no matter how much I sleep or snooze I don't see ya.
It feels empty without you. I can only live for you anymore. Just live in honor of yur memory.
I'll do you proud Sally until the day we are together again.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Feb. 7, 2019, 12:34 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)
My lovely Sally,
I miss you so.
Today I was tryin' to remember who it was that was gonna pay me ten thousand silver to give them bare knuck lessons and now I can't remember. Time was when you woulda been told and 'membered. And you woulda been on me to get it done onna account that's a whole bucket load of coin. But my recollection gets worse and worse. You always told me getting pummeled in my noggin' was gonna get to me.
My hands been shakin' somethin' fierce and I ain't so good at writin' none. Gotta get someone to do my journals for me. Told em' to write it like I says it so you can picture my voice better. Not sure how these journals find you. Like if'n you can read or someone reads them to you. Maybe you just know.
I can't wait to see you Sally. I just wish you was with me -- but I'll get there my girl. And when I do it will be tied for the happiest day I've ever had. None will replace when I first laid my peepers on you.
Yours,
Gunther
I miss you so.
Today I was tryin' to remember who it was that was gonna pay me ten thousand silver to give them bare knuck lessons and now I can't remember. Time was when you woulda been told and 'membered. And you woulda been on me to get it done onna account that's a whole bucket load of coin. But my recollection gets worse and worse. You always told me getting pummeled in my noggin' was gonna get to me.
My hands been shakin' somethin' fierce and I ain't so good at writin' none. Gotta get someone to do my journals for me. Told em' to write it like I says it so you can picture my voice better. Not sure how these journals find you. Like if'n you can read or someone reads them to you. Maybe you just know.
I can't wait to see you Sally. I just wish you was with me -- but I'll get there my girl. And when I do it will be tied for the happiest day I've ever had. None will replace when I first laid my peepers on you.
Yours,
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Jan. 29, 2019, 10:29 a.m.(6/22/1010 AR)
My Sally,
I reckon I would not have done you proud last night. I got into my cups. It's my own fault for being poor in my wording in my search for viddles coin.
I got a bag a silver the likes of which we never seen in a message. I mean thousands of them silvers. Don't reckon I could count them easily.
But the note and job offer spoke of you. You'd get one silk dress every year. And you could have your own place, no leaks, and the like. I tried not to cry Sally, I tried -- it was your dream to come here. A dream I'm livin' and I just couldn't imagine the look of pride on your face we was set up like that. I guess I didn't make it clear you are gone from here and waiting for me on the other side. I always wanted to get you a fancy dress and have you feel like you was a princess. You was always my queen, Sally.
I got into my feelings and my cups. I drank myself rotten missing you fierce. Angry. Sad. All full a pitty and junk in my belly.
I'm sorry, I'll do better. You know its hard for me onna account I gotta do this without you. I'll do better, I promise.
Gunther
I reckon I would not have done you proud last night. I got into my cups. It's my own fault for being poor in my wording in my search for viddles coin.
I got a bag a silver the likes of which we never seen in a message. I mean thousands of them silvers. Don't reckon I could count them easily.
But the note and job offer spoke of you. You'd get one silk dress every year. And you could have your own place, no leaks, and the like. I tried not to cry Sally, I tried -- it was your dream to come here. A dream I'm livin' and I just couldn't imagine the look of pride on your face we was set up like that. I guess I didn't make it clear you are gone from here and waiting for me on the other side. I always wanted to get you a fancy dress and have you feel like you was a princess. You was always my queen, Sally.
I got into my feelings and my cups. I drank myself rotten missing you fierce. Angry. Sad. All full a pitty and junk in my belly.
I'm sorry, I'll do better. You know its hard for me onna account I gotta do this without you. I'll do better, I promise.
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Jan. 28, 2019, 3:32 a.m.(6/19/1010 AR)
Sally,
I know you said no fighten' an all. That them days was done for me onna account when I get in my cups and I get to bein' mean and full a piss and what not.
But I held myself to just one ale. And I hung out my mitts and I gave a sound thumpin'. Got hit too. And I took it, Sally. My chin ain't lost nothin'. My hands ain't as quick as they were but they sure still are heavy.
Now I know how you would look at me right now. Those big brown eyes of yours. Just disappointed onna count I broke my promise and all. But that was before I had your memory Sally. I can fight and not get mean and surly. Cuz I would never want to break your heart. Not while your there and I'm here. I'll do you right Sally. And maybe I can do some good with my life too.
I dream of gettin' there Sally. On seeing your freckled face again. I miss you so.
Gunther
I know you said no fighten' an all. That them days was done for me onna account when I get in my cups and I get to bein' mean and full a piss and what not.
But I held myself to just one ale. And I hung out my mitts and I gave a sound thumpin'. Got hit too. And I took it, Sally. My chin ain't lost nothin'. My hands ain't as quick as they were but they sure still are heavy.
Now I know how you would look at me right now. Those big brown eyes of yours. Just disappointed onna count I broke my promise and all. But that was before I had your memory Sally. I can fight and not get mean and surly. Cuz I would never want to break your heart. Not while your there and I'm here. I'll do you right Sally. And maybe I can do some good with my life too.
I dream of gettin' there Sally. On seeing your freckled face again. I miss you so.
Gunther
Written By Gunther
Jan. 28, 2019, 3:25 a.m.(6/19/1010 AR)
Sally,
I would of done you proud today. Well, at least I hope so. I prayed all night like you would a wanted real hard. I think I'm gonna start teaching fellas and lasses how to swing their mitts. I reckon its a good as trade as any and what with all the fancy folk using swords and the like for settling their problems I guess tossing hands ain't a big art to come by.
Who woulda thought it? All that I was ever good at, and a decent chance at a living without hurtin' no one didn't deserve nothin'.
I miss you Sally, every minute -- they say that goes away but they are lying. Or they don't know the kinda love I have for ya, my Sally.
I can't wait to see you again,
Gunther
I would of done you proud today. Well, at least I hope so. I prayed all night like you would a wanted real hard. I think I'm gonna start teaching fellas and lasses how to swing their mitts. I reckon its a good as trade as any and what with all the fancy folk using swords and the like for settling their problems I guess tossing hands ain't a big art to come by.
Who woulda thought it? All that I was ever good at, and a decent chance at a living without hurtin' no one didn't deserve nothin'.
I miss you Sally, every minute -- they say that goes away but they are lying. Or they don't know the kinda love I have for ya, my Sally.
I can't wait to see you again,
Gunther
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