#freeloader asks

hello my darling sparrowhawk, just how are you?

do tell me of your lives, your deaths and your kills; i personally have found myself a new skin that thrills!

i've not much time to send you this—i spent it all on chasing wist </3 but with this ask i'll send a kiss—please know that you are sorely missed!

xoxo, hollow

oh, a message, a message! truly a welcome message to receive! when next we meet, i’ve quite the tale to weave!

glory and love and promises galore, ‘tis a riveting narrative for you to store. tell me of your form, let us compare; i myself have a new body to wear!

likewise, your absence has been sorely felt—but worry not, i’ll soon return to where we once dwelt. i’ll leave the door unlocked, if you’ve the time to come by; we could trade tales, even go for a fly <3

you both left your shoes on the doorstep. i've put them with the others'.

we’ll be back before you know it. you won’t be rid of us that easily, don’t worry. there’s nobody else who would fit, anyhow.

so sorry for the lack of messages. there's been a few clashes i've had to handle. happy marriage! tell mine i've still got his flower.

she liked exploring. collecting little trinkets. we never finished the gold farm. … i fear i cannot recall much else—it was so long ago. would you like me to return, even briefly?

thank you! i’m afraid i’ve had to murder yours again, for getting in the way of my wedding. but i’ll let him know.

the contents? documents, signed twice. a wedding of two souls. comments and quips decorating the border, marking the witnesses. old words, new writing. a copy. the originals are stored safely away, only to be accessed... directly. but, for a long-distance reminder, this forgery inked with careful, remniscing hands will do.

[she takes the book gingerly, covering her mouth with a hand as tears well in her eyes]

is this… a copy of mine and allie’s marriage license and certificate? oh, hollow.

[she thumbs through the pages, pressing trembling fingers to her lips. she presses the book to her chest when she’s done, closing her eyes with a teary smile]

...do you remember the first year? the war? i never thought you'd give up pacifism. but, hey. things change. so do people. we all left, remember? we just promised, to... reminisce, once we parted.

i've been tired. research is hard. but i'll send a journal next time. a slice of us, so you remember. do you have a preference from when? i've got it all archived. ask and you shall receive.

my fault, i think. i get a bit too high and mighty when i talk to sage—it's just something about him, y'know? it bothers me. it's like looking in an old mirror. 'sides. if living millennia made us wiser, triz probably wouldn't keep going down to red every second session of his.

and, yeah. i remember the war. i think... third life was what did it. i was still a pacifist, all bark and no bite—right up until suni died, because i ran away. i can't do that again.

...reminiscing hurts, sometimes. i miss you guys. will, jett, and ted most of all.

i am so very happy for you !!! congratulations and many blessings to the two of you. i'll light a page for you <3 and honestly?

Yes. ok plant mother ok llama lady ok nurturer and protector amd caregiver. of course you finally adopted.

i've been alright! drained... consumed by a new fixation... but learning lots, as always! i picked up something or the other regarding some new magic, i'll have to share that once i've experimented more. it's Fascinating, to say the least.

no ties can bind us forever... and not ones that weak.

and... okay, yeah, fair enough. i just... didn't expect a fully sentient being to choose me.