6th November 2005, 07:07 AM
you can call me 801
Join Date: Nov 2005
Re: my concept
thanks, that charecter sketch thing will help me a lot. here is one of the letters i have written. this is the part of the story where the hero is in prison and his friends are trying to break him out.
the letter is a cryptic warning that his friends are coming to help him escape, it askes where his cell window is, what time of day he is in the cell and what direction the cell faces. it also hints that the friends will be trying to drug the guards a few hours before the attempt, and that the prisoner should sing in order for his friends to find him faster. the reply gives all the necesary information, and even suggests the friends send some of the mentioned biscuits, which earlier in the story are used to poison someone.
| An epistle to Jonas in Prison West Desert in Ckell, from his friend Tryth: |
Reply as soon as you are allowed, Jonas. There are temporary circumstances that may hinder my further assistance to a mutual friend of ours, and both you and I wish very much for this person to be in freer conditions. Our friend needs my help to remove himself from his poor home, but I cannot as long as I am disallowed certain information. But no matter, my problems are none of your concern at the moment.
I hope you have a good view of the grounds from a nice window. A window is exactly what I need when I am confined. Tell me, can you see the sun set, or are you in a position to see it rise? I much prefer a view of the sunrise in the morning, as I am sure you can agree with me that the eastern breeze is very refreshing. Can a nice breeze make it into your cell, through a window; say covered in bars of iron? Try not to dwell on it, friend.
News from home I am sure is precious to you. An uncle and I are very much busy, harvesting our chosen crop, traveling much. We plan on a trip to our best friendís place of residence soon. I hope he will oblige with a bit of whistling and happy song when we arrive, it hurts my feelings so much when a friend is unhappy to see me.
Fear not, I have a feeling that your brave captors will come to their senses and let you go free in a sense. We have sent a large cask of my finest wine to the prison for the relief of the guards and other such persons, after drinking which they will surely realize your innocence and set you free. In fact, why, Iíll wager not 6 hours after the wine arrives you will be unshackled, on your way back home.
I and your family will be lodging in Belk at the home of Ckris a Judge. Please write soon, we are much in want of your wit and honesty.
Keep hope brother. If reading this letter gives you strength, read it as long and as carefully as you want. Keep your head above water.
From your family; Tryth and and uncle.
In reply; To Tryth at the home of Ckris a Judge in Belk in Ckell, from his friend Jonas:
Good. Iím glad you wrote me. Sun sets over the deserts west of here. Unluckily, my window is very close to the ground. It is covered in only 3 bars, so dust falls into my cell, especially when a horse passes on the trail 10 feet from my window. Such traffic is common and overlooked.
I am so grateful to you for sending a token of your gratitude, and if I were you, I would send the wine with some of those great biscuits you used to make, those are a dream. After such a feast Iím sure the guards would be dead set on letting me go.
I must go, during the middle of the day I labor in the shops, and you donít want to hear anything at all about that. Good luck in your journeying, I will sing a good song of home every night for you. With thanks.
From a prisoner.