Family

Sometime around three years ago...

Something was wrong.  Dark had come, but Emmawynn and Bansil had not returned.  Leofnof, her father, and her two brothers saddled up horses, carefully lit lanterns and set out to look for her.  Thankfully it was spring and the weather was warm enough that she was not going to freeze, but everyone was concerned, it was not like Emmawynn to be so late.  By morning they knew she was not on their farm, and they rode to enlist the neighbors help in their search.

Planting time and harvest time brought everyone together.  The farms in Beringbourn were spread out and for most of the year the community spent the majority of their time on their own respective farms, they all came together for harvest and moved from farm to farm.  

As Kim sits at their usual table, looking around at all the empty seats she gets lost in her thoughts. She thinks of how she is alone, once again. She knows that they will be back back but then, in that moment, she was alone. The silence filled her ears, no one left in sight. Her daughter missing them just as much as she was so she put on a brave face, not wanting to show how lonely she was. After all, she is the one who left her partner.

My brother is insufferable.

Which brother, you may ask?

Well, I have three brothers. I have a half-sister as well, but she lives with her mother and my parents refuse to talk about her; I believe she's over in Crickhollow, just the other side of the Brandywine Bridge. As to my brothers, two of them have settled in Hobbiton-Bywater - one on one side, nearer the Hill (not the same one that is our namesake, despite the presence of the Appledores thereupon), and one on the other.

The winds brought scent of spring, as though attempting to cheer all hearts it touched. Birds began to sing again, in that cautious manner they did whenever winter seemed to dwindle.

Normally this would bring a brightness to Daphne's soul and make her slightly less prone to scowling. It was not so, this time.

Dear Mama and Papa,
 

  What trying times it has been. There is a drought, and I am hoping we are to see the end of it soon, but my hope is waning. Miss Lynn is my new guard, she is kind…but I think we annoy each other too often. No matter, we make do.
 

I am sitting among my friends Copper and Nelendor, along with my Papa and Father. A lot is going on, and I suddenly feel overwhelmed, so I sit a bit off, and listen to their talk. I find writing poems helps me to calm, so here we go...

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