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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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@BBeast ...

Mate, there have been too many deaths from drop bears for me to even joke about that. Friends of mine included. I'm sorry, I'm actually really offended.
Yeah, it's fine, Fendros was done.
Fendros laughed uneasily. "Well, yes and no," he echoed as he ran a hand down Ahnasha's arm. "Call it keeping options open. I have been thinking today, with all the happy children around, that having another would be appealing. Then reality sets in and I realise that I am not as sure as I would like. That might change."

Moving his hands to Ahnasha's sides, Fendros pulled her closer and grinned. "For now, you're still going to have to get me blind drunk to get another cub with me." He gave her a passionate kiss while they were still alone.

When they finally let each other speak again, Fendros leaned his forehead on Ahnasha's and asked her softly. "How would you feel about having another child, anyway?"
@Double Capybara Magpies are effective and aggressive during nesting, but their weakness to upturned ice cream tubs makes them a bad bet.
@Kho Don't worry, I'm on it, a mercenary team of assault emus has already been dispatched.


Update: The emus came knocking at my door. I gave them directions to the nearest Liquorland and now we're having a pool chair party on my front lawn with a twelve-pack of Corona.

Aussie custom.


Yeah, Capy, you should have consulted us first. Emus are con artists. The real mercs you want are cassowaries. Those guys are savage.



Not even joking. They will fuck you up.
Fendros returned the hug. He gave his answer more consideration than Ahnasha would have perhaps appreciated. He sighed and conceded, nonetheless. "Alright, I won't go behind your back for this." He turned his head to kiss Ahnasha just under the ear. He even managed a smile. "The limitations are something, but if that's the case, I look forward to growing old alongside you." He added, "My lovely wife."

After a short while closing his eyes and enjoying the closeness, Fendros pulled back. "I only have one more question. For now." His voice was far less severe. It even seemed reluctant. "I still think it was a miracle that it happened at all the first time, not to mention it probably isn't going to happen during the war." Fendros rubbed the back of his neck. "This is more out of curiosity than desire for it, anyway. But..." He made eye contact and lowered his arm. "Does the ritual affect your fertility?"
Nah, it was a good scene to do.

G'night!
Fendros' head fidgeted uncomfortably. "Ahnasha, I want this for you as much as you do. Yes, I am still just as uncomfortable about trapping black souls, but I've accepted that it's necessary. This is about getting the souls in the first place." He bowed his head and looked away. "I would be with you for the rest of my life no matter how old you are by the time this is all worked out. You...just have me concerned. The way you spoke was as if we have less time than I thought."
Fendros only had to look out onto the water for a few seconds before giving Ahnasha a determined look. "We get a soul trapping arrow, a gem, the best poison we can find, and a lead on a Falmer warlord, I could get one in the space of three weeks. One shot." Fendros did not even blink. "I would do that twenty times over. Any time we aren't presented with opportunities to find black souls, we can do that much at least."
Fendros closed his eyes and exhaled in disappointment at Ahnasha's defensiveness. "No Ahna, I know. I..." Fendros tried to speak, but let her finish.

The grand white souls, just as Ahnasha wished it hadn't, appeared to give Fendros more hope. "Not if they don't know about," he replied immediately. "Look, I understand that hunting large beasts will be harder, but there is no reason that we cannot try to use both black and grand souls, is there? A few go missing, who asks further? We take one that we can get away with, that is one less soul that we have to trap by killing an enemy outside of the view of others." Fendros lifted his other hand to gesture with his fingers together. "You said it yourself, this will take a while. Anything that can save time, we should take it."

Fendros turned his head and let his arm fall loose. "If nothing else, if we can fill a grand soul gem instead of running out of black souls when you need to renew it, we won't have to be in a desperate situation."
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