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Post by Reya Starlyght on Dec 4, 2020 1:33:36 GMTIt's December! And we all know what that means! Almost the end of this year
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Post by fairchild.txt on Dec 4, 2020 1:34:54 GMT
To whom it may concern.
My name is Jaq. One of many in this place we've come to call home. My family- My family is very important to me. But they don't always do things that are nice. Or good. Or charitable or moral. They can be mean. Some of them prefer to be. Especially the adults. But... I'm not writing about them. They are good in their hearts, I know, even if they are selfish in their actions... but their actions are what they are judged on. As they should be. But, not all of us act that way. And we shouldn't be lumped in with the others. There are those who are loving. Those who are brave. Those who want to see their family be better than what they are. Eager to see a return to a nobility long since abandoned.
Because, the way I hear it, our ancestors were heroes. They fought in the war all those years ago on Earthland. They protected the people. Made their stand among the Boscan people, who my family still call home. I'm not sure I believe it. The stories, too, paint them as a brute. A rogue. Even a tyrant, when he was able to manage it. He traveled the world, then the galaxy, taking what he wanted and damning all in his wake... And so many of my family follow that piece of trash's philosophy. And not enough strive to emulate the hero he claimed to be. But... Julie isn't like the rest. She doesn't deserve your wrath. So please: if you are real? If you take everyone else? Please, spare Julie from the Krampus' wrath. She deserves better. And without realizing it, she's given me a gift that no one else in this family would ever share: hope. Hope that we can be better than the criminals that we've chosen to be: We can be heroes. We can be warriors. We can be protectors. And to that end... I write this letter in hope to protect her from you.
Humbly Requested,
Jaq Moreau
My name is Jaq. One of many in this place we've come to call home. My family- My family is very important to me. But they don't always do things that are nice. Or good. Or charitable or moral. They can be mean. Some of them prefer to be. Especially the adults. But... I'm not writing about them. They are good in their hearts, I know, even if they are selfish in their actions... but their actions are what they are judged on. As they should be. But, not all of us act that way. And we shouldn't be lumped in with the others. There are those who are loving. Those who are brave. Those who want to see their family be better than what they are. Eager to see a return to a nobility long since abandoned.
Because, the way I hear it, our ancestors were heroes. They fought in the war all those years ago on Earthland. They protected the people. Made their stand among the Boscan people, who my family still call home. I'm not sure I believe it. The stories, too, paint them as a brute. A rogue. Even a tyrant, when he was able to manage it. He traveled the world, then the galaxy, taking what he wanted and damning all in his wake... And so many of my family follow that piece of trash's philosophy. And not enough strive to emulate the hero he claimed to be. But... Julie isn't like the rest. She doesn't deserve your wrath. So please: if you are real? If you take everyone else? Please, spare Julie from the Krampus' wrath. She deserves better. And without realizing it, she's given me a gift that no one else in this family would ever share: hope. Hope that we can be better than the criminals that we've chosen to be: We can be heroes. We can be warriors. We can be protectors. And to that end... I write this letter in hope to protect her from you.
Humbly Requested,
Jaq Moreau
