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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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I have not drawn anything in years. For some reason I just felt like drawing tonight.

Sabine's eyes danced to one side as she recalled the wound itself. "That is right. It was simple to heal." Sabine said, partly in realising it herself. Her brow then knitted with confusion. "I do not understand. What happened?"

It was enough that Ahnasha owned up to her part. Fendros picked up to help the issue along. "The man we were interrogating was her father. He thought we weren't being serious about what would happen if he didn't speak," Fendros said upfront. "Ahnasha inflicted an injury to the girl in the least damaging way she could, while frightening the father. Thankfully we did not have to carry out our threats as they were said." He nodded to Sabine. "And we had you on hand to heal her. Thank you for doing that."

"Oh, okay," Sabine said as a default. She was still and clearly conflicted.

"We didn't want to hurt the girl," Fendros reassured. "We promise."

Sabine swallowed. "And we are helping them now?"

Fendros nodded.

After breathing out some tension, Sabine itched her collar nervously. "Okay. I am sorry. I was frightened by the scream." She was still unsure, but she breathed in suddenly to change the subject. "We found the letter. Malithus' pack has it."

Fendros' eyes lit up. "Excellent. We'll go and have a look at it in a short while. Thank you, Sabine." He smiled.

Sabine nodded and promptly left them alone. She would probably be asking Meesei about the matter, as she usually did when she was unsure. In the meantime, the interrogations would continue into the day. She could stand by to heal anyone else that was non-compliant, secure in the memory that none of them would be innocent bystanders this time.
Sabine couldn't help but be almost pushed over by Kaleeth's nudge. It made her smile for only a moment, but Kaleeth's words helped her feel a bit less ashamed after what Fendros had told her.

They did not sit together for too long before they spotted Fendros and Ahnasha taking a seat further alone the lake's edge. Sabine spotted them and put a hand on Kaleeth's side to get her attention. "There they are," Sabine said, now sounding noticeably calmer. She looked up at Kaleeth's eye. "I think we should ask them now."

Whether Kaleeth still felt like finding out or not, Sabine stood up and made her way up to Ahnasha and Fendros. She had her hands clasped together, telling of some anxiety, though she spoke directly. "Fendros, Ahnasha, what happened to that girl? Did she try to attack you?"

Fendros raised his eyebrows. He had been so stressed before that he didn't even think to consider what Sabine might have been thinking. "Um, no, she..." Fendros cut himself off. He neither wanted to lie, nor cover for Ahnasha in this case. He looked at her to explain.
Hmm, so the meeting I was just in was about twenty minutes of actual talking and the rest was getting the teleconferencing software to work for everyone. I'll do another post, hopefully before you call it a night.

I reckon we can skip ahead once Sabine and Kaleeth get their answers. The Evermore clan can probably deal with escorting Jespric and his family further towards the coast.
I'll be busy for a while, see you!
Fendros managed to return the hug, though he wasn't completely convinced. "You say pain is meaningless, Ahna. I want to believe you. I am not sure I can right now." He pulled back from the hug with a tired frown. "If that child finds out what we are, she is going to grow up thinking that lycans are violent creatures because of the pain. She might think that about Khajiit." He shrugged. "I would prefer not to have the children hurt at all, but..." He rubbed the side of his head. "Ah, I can't know it's going to influence her life. If the damage was not permanent, I suppose there is nothing else to do about it for now."

He sighed and took Ahnasha's hand. "You're right, we should relax." He began to walk to the lake with her.



After another short while, Sabine swallowed and nodded. She let go of Kaleeth and tried to put it out of her head that Ahnasha or Fendros would inflict that kind of cruelty.

Sabine sat down close next to Kaleeth's huge leg and drew her knees up to wrap her arms around them. She was able to calm herself enough to look at Kaleeth directly.

"Sorry for not staying close to you in the ambush," Sabine said. "Did the potion work okay?"
Fendros closed his eyes for a while to think. His head ached from the shouting just moments ago, but he could see progress.

"I won't ask you to forgive those kinds of people, Ahna," Fendros said, before opening his eyes again. "You can feel anger if you want, you can desire revenge, you can want this war to end. None of that is inherently wrong." Fendros finally closed his hand over Ahnasha's. "I just don't want to cause cruelty to those who had no choice in the matter. I don't want to kill or hurt families, I don't want to make children suffer, and I don't want to justify any of that by saying that it'll somehow suddenly end the war or help us live in peace."

Fendros brought up his other hand to hold Ahnasha's as well. "I don't expect the enemy to give us the same mercy. I know I shouldn't. But I know that if they were willing to spare my family if they caught me, I would take it. If that was done, if they lived, I might doubt that they are as horrible as the others we've fought." He looked down at their hands again. "I know I must be sounding like some blubbering fool who doesn't know what he is talking about. I just want us to stick to some boundaries from now on, okay?"

He squeezed her hand. "In killing every single person who wishes lycans dead, would you be willing to spare their families if you had the choice? Can we choose to do that from now on?"



"Ahnasha was holding a dagger," Sabine said without thinking. She breathed in quickly twice. "...I do not know what happened. It could have been an accident," she conceded. "They were so indifferent about it." Sabine pulled back with one arm and wiped her eyes. "I...I should ask them. I got scared."
Fendros looked down at his hand. He did not grip Ahnasha's in return. "I don't doubt why you're doing all of this, Ahna. Don't think I don't appreciate that. You have changed, though. You might have been knowingly making sure that they pain wasn't permanent, but the way you treated the family back there was especially callous. And what you said about just wanting to kill everyone on the other side, that's chilling. You know as well as I do that most of the people that Vile recruits are there because they were desperate or tricked." He looked to one side and nodded. "There are the crazed zealots that deserve to die, just like that woman leading them, just like our torturer. But that man wasn't one of them, neither was his family. If anything, the family had less control in the matter than he did."

Meeting his eyes with Ahnasha's, Fendros took on a pleading look. "We have to choose to kill sometimes. And sometimes, we have to choose not to be monsters ourselves. Otherwise we're just as bad as them. Please, just...you still have sympathy for them, don't you?"



For the first few moments of their embrace, Sabine simply pressed her face into Kaleeth's scales and tried not to sob. Kaleeth's question at least gave her enough focus to explain.

"There was a scream. After they interrogated the woman and her child, I was called in." Sabine said at a high pitch. Her voice was muffled against Kaleeth's body "They put a knife through the child's hand in front of them."

The pack had done interrogations before. Those interrogations had gotten physical before. They had never before involved children.

And they say that waterboarding is the modern torture of choice...
Haha, no worries, I'll wait.
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