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5.24.2000

I don't think I understand women - at all. Just when I thought maybe she was starting to like me again (she was reeeeeally pissed at me for a long time after stupid Ieun was dumb enough to let his charge - aka Lynette's little sister - go treasure hunting with me. As if treasure hunting was a place for silly little girls! It wasn't my fault she got kidnapped - and I did go rescue her with Lynette, didn't I? Anyway, I digress...), boom! This happens:

Dear Kestrel,

      The last time I left town without telling anyone, you called me out on it... fair enough - I guess it was pretty irresponsible of me. But then again, circumstances kind of cropped up unexpectedly, and I really didn’t have any warning. So, that’s one of the reasons I decided to write this.

      I’m leaving Charleston. I doubt it’s going to be just for a few weeks or months this time, though... I suspect I’ll be gone a lot longer. School’s almost out for the year anyway, and I was able to arrange something with the administration. Because my grades are good enough, they were willing to waive the last month or so before graduation. As far as they know, I’m going to be applying to a private undergraduate school overseas.

      Of course, this isn’t precisely a lie... after all, I might wind up in some collegiate sort-of school eventually. But more to the point, I suspect most of my time is going to be spent dealing with Kithain matters. But I’m almost positive I’m not coming back for at least a year... maybe more. Maybe not at all.

      I’ve never been very good at saying good-bye... so by the time you read this, I’ll already be gone. It’s a big world, Kes... and we each move in different circles. I doubt we’ll ever run into each other again.

      I’ll miss you, Kes... I really like you a lot, and regardless of anything else I can say about you, it was always interesting when you’re around. I also owe you my life... and I won’t forget. But it’s obvious that the time has come for our paths to part - que sera sera.

      Maybe we’ll meet again... in this world, or another. But whatever happens, know that I’ll never forget you. Good-bye, Kestrel.

                              Love,
                                    Lynette

--And that was it. I found it folded into a little seagull lying sideways on my deck this morning with no sign nor indication of when she had come by to drop it off, where she had gone, why she hadn't said goodbye in person.

Humph.

Of course, this leaves me to wonder what to do. On one hand, I feel like I should be "responsible" and stick around here in Charleston. After all, I do sort of have a significant other in Lady Sasha. On the other hand - I don't know. It doesn't feel right to stay here. It's not my place to be a landlubber, and it's probably not my place to settle down with Lady Sasha either, even though she's a good girl and not half as impertinent as Lynette. Maybe it's that difference they always talk about, courtly love versus true love, or whatever.

Still...

I'll have to think about it. And I'll have to ask Mariposa, too, though I already know what the butterfly-girl will say (she never did like Sasha, for whatever reason). And whatever happens, I trust it'll be for the best.

In Honor, in Valor and in Fortune,

Kestrel

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