Letter(s) to Versi (#14)
(Written in the midst of the vapours at the birthday party, as Calliope tries not to lose herself in the haze.)
My one and only,
Oh, this feeling is so pleasant. So familiar. It lightens my heart and makes me feel like all our troubles could just… drift off into the ether.
I could let my mind slip away too and… no, I need to focus. These vapors cloud everything. And I have worked so hard to try and remember! I don’t want to set that back. As intoxicating as this all is.
So here I am instead, writing to you, trying to keep my focus... trying not to get lost in my memories of you and of home. As enticing as they are.
I’m waiting for the others to come around too. They seem utterly taken by your gift, lost in their own trances. Though it is odd: they seem unsettled. Delirious perhaps? This is wholly pleasant for me, but perhaps not so for them…
What to write? I… oh! We thought we had lost Helikaon and Theo the other day. After saving the minotaurs, I couldn’t get hold of them and we thought the worst might have happened! We broke a door trying to find them. But it is okay, because Theo thought it was a birthday present. That… makes more sense in my head than it does on paper.
Hmmmm… let’s see, what else… I should… I should tell you about today! Today has been nice! I’d forgotten about flock birthdays and celebrating those born under one moon in a large group like this. I’d missed it, I suppose, without even realising. How funny… to miss something you can’t really remember?
And everyone has been so kind! We have had so many visitors. Bringing gifts and company. We received some beautiful flowers! And we’ve played games… if the others come back to themselves, maybe we could play some more? I’d like that.
Oh, and I had almost forgotten: the Academy set aside a hall for us. How funny is that? And they’ve commissioned such nice pictures! They even captured Helikaon’s scowl… It is nice to know they believe in us, believe in you and your prophecy. Even long before we have even earned such an honour…
I hope the others wake soon. I’m finding it harder and harder not to lose myself… ah, maybe I should play some music? It will give me something to focus on.
I’ll write to you again soon, I promise. (Maybe it will even be coherent!)
With all my love,
Calliope