Royal Prayers
Just something I wrote today so I don't slack off writing any longer. This character is someone I contributed comidacomida's latest story. I am hoping to get back into writing everyday and if so that mean I will start up a new story or go back and try to close up an older one.
"Oh holy father, it is the first night since Friar Arlowe regained consciousness and everybody continued forth as if the raccoon dog hadn't been ill for the past few days. It bothers me that despite the good intentions that we had, we seemed to do more harm than we did right out of it. I know the Friar understand why we did what we did, but deep down I think he probably resents it. I know I shouldn't feel this way but he is the man who started to help me feel not ashamed of who I really am and I can't bring myself to look into Arlowe's eyes.
Sometime tomorrow we will be deciding on where we are heading to and what we will do once we arrive there. There is no doubt in my mind that most of them while choose to travel out to the wildlands with Sister Aurelie and her wolf friend, Aodhan, I think that is his name. I can't blame them if that is their choice, at this state is is probably our best choice. While it may be the best choice, I'd much rather not head out that far away from the cities, something seems not right about it. I hope it is just a feeling and nothing more.
No matter the choice everyone makes in the morning I will respect it and do whatever I have to help our little group out. My main thought is to do something like a morning ritual to help bring our group together, maybe something small like a group meal or early morning prayers. I believe we will need to be strong as a group in the days to come. Arlowe things that the inquisitor will just use this as an easy why to write the raccoon dog out of the picture, but fear that there will be those who are sent to make sure Arlowe will never make a return.
There is something that does have me worried and even though I have heard neither heads or tails of it, it stays as a lingering thought in my head. As I looked around our little group the other day I people who had a reason to leave Newport. People who had a reason to help save the Friar. But for me, I fear that might being to question why I chose to help the escape plan. To them I think they might just see me as the brother who had everything to lose and nothing to gain. I know why I did it, but I hope that they understand why and don't treat me different. I also know that I shouldn't make a big deal about it if I am right about us needing to be strong within the coming days. I will stay quite about this until the time comes it needs to come to light.
With that being said it is time I get some rest. I do hope that if we are still in your favor you will continue to lead us to safety and to do the best thing we can do. Thank you for your love and guidance in my life so far my lord."
I finished my prayers and curls up into a ball not too far from the Friar, but with my back turned to him. As I laid there waiting for sleep to come over me, I reached into my robes and pulled out my necklace. Tears started to build up in my eyes as I started to think about my sweet husky and how much I wished he was still with me today. Instead of crying over it any longer I slide the necklace back into my robe and rubbed my eyes dry of the loose emotions.