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The Letter
an illustrated tale
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    What stood before them almost made Garalt fall to his knees.  His once familiar family home was now nothing more than a charred skeleton of a home.  The dragon's attack had been total, the whole building had been incinerated.  Only a small corner of the house's original paint remained.  Garalt slowly climbed the all too familiar stone walk way up to what was once the home's front door, and Alyia was close behind.

    "They didn't suffer..." Alyia reassured, "I don't think anyone would have had any time to feel anything with as strong as the dragon's fire is."
    Garalt simply stared at the remains of his childhood home.  His face lacked any expression, his body did not move.
    "I mean, if what I've been told is true, the attack happened at night, so they would have been asleep..."
    Again, Garalt just stared at the charred structure.
    "Garalt...?  Are.... Are you ok?"
    "Alyia...  I never knew my parents had a cellar.." Garalt said, jumping down into the large hole full of debris.  Alyia quickly walked over to the edge and looked down at him.

    "Tundrock!" Garalt called out, "I'm gonna need your help with this!"
    "Aye, I'm a'comin!" Tundrock bellowed in the distance.
    "Help with what?" Alyia looked at Garalt confused.
    "There's something down here in the cellar, I think it survived the fire," Garalt said, handing his cane and shield to Alyia.
    "What do you think it is?" she asked, intrigued.
    "I don't know, it looks to be some sort of box, maybe a chest of some kind," Garalt said, tossing some debris to the side.
    "What you be needin, Garalt?" Tundrock said, looking down at Garalt in the cellar.
    "Here," Garalt said, lifting a large, burnt plank out of the hole, "help me clear this debris."  Tundrock took the end of the plank and tossed it out of the hole and off the hill on which he was standing.  One by one Garalt handed Tundrock the large pieces of debris, and moving the smaller parts behind him.
 
 

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