Dear Myle,
You've been holidaying for what? almost one turn of the moon now, it's time you return to my side to provide me wise counsel, there are too many lickspittle minions in my court who whisper honey words in my ear; wise words are far and few between. The kingdom is under fire from House Dreadsteel. They've taken the crossing of the Wasps, we lost many good men there, however, we didn't lose that battle without shedding Dreadsteel blood, it flows red like the rest of us. The war has just begun my dear, you would think House Dreadsteel waged a war they could win, they have grossly underestimated the power of the alliance. I am liege to houses great and small, their loyalty unquestionable. Descendant from king of kings who have ruled for thousands of years, I will not be subdued by a little speck of a lordling from the Outlands. Alas, I have plans to strike out south and west, sending ten thousand men to contain the rape, pillage and trail of destruction laying in wake of the Dreadsteel army.
i'm glad you're back
yui
**nb i tried to write an email to my girlfriend who's returning from her trip to vietnam, only to veer off track and pretend to be George R.R. Martin - A Song of Fire and Ice, a tribute? a rip off?
Myle, I'm really glad you're back.
Dinner? let me know.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
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