LETTERS TO SOMEONE.

❝ Yes. Every letter deserves to be read. They contain the feelings that others want to send. ❞ straight to the point, hands folding before her, all as she turns to the other who chimes in. ❝ But... I have seen many letters never reach their destination. Even though the sender wanted it to, it never found who it was intended to find. That doesn’t change that it still carries the unspoken feelings that many have that they could not say... ❞ something she has come to learn invokes a sense of sadness in her, though an inevitable fact, where so many words would never blossom a warmth in the heart of the recipient. ❝ But had they not wrote it — those feelings they wished to put down — neither would I have read them. So isn’t it still important to put them into a letter? That one day, even when the seasons pass waiting for a response, no matter how long it takes, it may be read by someone... ? ❞

holidays and the like stomped me a bit back when so consider this a fresh rp ad for a small sentence to a paragraph starter! CAPPED AT THREE to start.

❝ Letters are important here... right? ❞ a pause at the question she poses. ❝ Even if you cannot send them to the person you wish to share your feelings with, even if they aren’t here. It still matters, doesn’t it? ❞

          ❝ I will travel anywhere to meet your request. Auto Memory Doll, Violet Evergarden, at your service. ❞ already her hands reach to her skirt, pulling the fabric into a small curtsey as she is accustomed to doing.

          ❝ A letter... some way to talk to them, ❞ trailing off once more, it is only after several beats of silence that she looks up at long last, taking in the sight of the woman’s green eyes. ❝ Miss, let’s write them a letter. Even if it does not reach them, surely our feelings on wanting to know will. ❞

          ❝ No. I have been here before several times. Though my arrival here again is recent, I have been brought here three times, the first of which I remained for at least a year. You are a veteran yourself? ❞

          ❝ Imagination... ❞ her voice trails briefly, repeating the sword’s word, as she thinks on it.  ❝ No. It is not your imagination. The last day was seven days ago, so there is nothing to imagine. I have heard once that time does not stop for anyone. Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter... they will continue whether you are paying attention or not. So even if you miss one, it is alright, because it will one day return again. ❞

YOU ARE HOLLOW. your ribs are gone, hallowed and dusted. im terribly sorry for your loss. maybe one day you'll find your heart again. i surely hope you do, because it really is a comfort to hear the rush of your blood after it's long absence. you might think that rocks and twigs, bound and stitched together can replace your pieces, but the only thing that actually will is your own pieces, or ones borrowed from others (with their permission, of course)

          ❝ ... imitation. ❞ softly spoken, the girl stares upward at the array of stars, shimmering distinctly in various intensity, having hardly paid mind to any she might have blocked the path of in pausing. ❝ That’s what it is, yes? An imitation. Though I have little evidence to base it on, I cannot recognize any of them. Still, to go so far to make something like this... ❞

hello! now that violet is back into isola, give a like for a small starter. SPIRALEFES ORIENTED, though if you want to have an event thread just let me know and i can possibly do something along those lines, too! CAPPED AT FOUR for the time being.

          ❝ The stars... they’re not the same. ❞ stated idly, she glances upward with a few blinks, books hugged against her chest.  ❝ I have learned many constellations because of an acquaintance. They’re not the same. ❞

          HARDLY ANY MIND IS OFFERED toward the biscuit with how it slips from sight, unfazed by any disapproval he might show, willingly or not, toward its existence as a meal. ❝ Eggs and bacon, ❞ she repeats habitually, knowing well the items he was speaking of. ❝ Yes, I have heard of them. Though I have never tried them together before---I have only experienced eggs while preparing Carbonara for a client once. ❞ poorly made in her first attempts at cooking, though she was not lying in that effect. ❝ Are you able to cook it yourself? ❞