Gunnar
Squire
Word has reached my ears that yesterday you breathed your last. Funny, to think that my last words to you were spoken in anger, because you could as of yet not see what I had seen. That time was slowing down for you, and that your reflexes were not what they had once been....
My hope is that your eyesight has cleared; that your now stilled heart understands nothing more than that breath of warm wind, and the freedom again of the run, the chase, and the hunt.
I will never regret the scars you have given me. You have left me a piece of you to remember, and a lesson I have learned well. For that I thank you.
Rest well, and good hunting Admiral Parduc Ne'grie. You have earned it.
Rest well, my friend.
-Zehnyu
My hope is that your eyesight has cleared; that your now stilled heart understands nothing more than that breath of warm wind, and the freedom again of the run, the chase, and the hunt.
I will never regret the scars you have given me. You have left me a piece of you to remember, and a lesson I have learned well. For that I thank you.
Rest well, and good hunting Admiral Parduc Ne'grie. You have earned it.
Rest well, my friend.
-Zehnyu