Birthday

As Linda approached her parents graves a week after her last visit, she sat down quietly before speaking,  "Aida's birthday was the other day... Just as last year no one showed up to her party, she was upset but who needs friends when you can have all the cake to yourself? I'm sure she'll get over it soon...

Naneth!

I'm sorry it's been so long since my last letter! You may have feared me dead and I truly apologize for that but I've been.. well... finding myself I guess you could say.

I think I spent too much time among the Breelanders and lost my senses! It has helped hone my comedy though! I was so unsure before and getting heckled at the Pony would be enough for me to hide out and not show my face again for months. 

17 Autumns ago -

The giggles of delight filled the air, as Desiare ran through the house cheerfully carrying the new doll.  She wasn't quite sure what a 'birthday' was, but she had been repeatedly assured that today was hers and she was to have fun.  Many of her relatives had already been to visit, bearing various gifts and treats.  And her mother had promised to make pies for after the supper - a treat in itself that Desiare adored.  

So, I got this new book from the market last week and I finally thought of a good use for it. Which was to write down all my travels from Harwick to here, Bree-town which I only arrived in two weeks ago. I suppose I should introduce myself then get on with it. My name is Alfneath, Alfie for short, I’m from Harwick which is in the Eastmnet. That’s all you need to know for an introduction anyways so I’ll get started and I suppose this would be a good start.

Sefa opened her eyes and allowed a crooked grin to cover her face as the single most important thought in her life so far popped into her head - "I'm ten today!" The realisation made her buzz with excitement, although she casually pressed herself deeper into her feather mattress, absorbing the warmth and comfort as the chill November air played around the cold room.

This day marks the nineteenth year of my existence. I was woken by the aroma of bacon and toasted bread. It turned out Cirdu had cooked us a lovely breakfast to mark the occasion. I have received no gift from him yet, but I suspect he is waiting for the right moment. Even if he did not gift me anything, I would be content. I am so happy with him, and hopefully he with me. I love him so.