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Issue: 1041 | 5th day of Gathering, Y27 |
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"Caught Between Kingdoms: Cecilia" by parody_ham
Every couple of days, I hear the flutter of wing beats and the soft cooing of a Weewoo that landed on its favourite perch. With letters coming across my desk from Neopians across the tri-kingdom area, it became something of a routine sound. Usually they would write about trade or petty squabbles between rivals, missing goods, poor harvests, so-and-so from high society doing something unbecoming of their station—not that I cared much for that rubbish—or a family asking for mutual aid. Other times, thankfully fewer as the years have passed, it was about old wounds festering.
More often than not, the Darigani felt the brunt of it. A number of us, such as me, had chosen to live in Meridell since the second war ended, aware of the risks that such opportunities offered us. But unlike most of them, they didn’t have… other reasons for being here.
But when you’re a former general of Kass, there are things you’ll never be able to fix no matter how hard you try. There are those in Meridell who have—quite vocally, in fact—declared their dissatisfaction that I was appointed on the Tri-Kingdom Council. Saying that “all of my actions were done out of guilt.”
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