crystal

[bouchonne]

FORM: Everyone, loudly, obnoxiously
SENDER: Byerly
RECIPIENT: LITERALLY EVERYONE
NOTES: Birthdays

Dearest Riftwatch!

[ If By sounds like he's announcing something momentous, it's because he is. ]

Do you smell something stirring in the air? Something sweet? Something glorious? Do the birds sing to you, saying, the day is nearly here? Oh, Riftwatch, if they do not, it's because you're not listening. Because the birds, the sky, the trees, the shivering leaves all have one announcement to make.

And that is this:

It is Sonia Barra's birthday.

Please dunk her head in a cold lake in celebration.

Comments

[bouchonne]

There's a ballad written about my eyes. Did anyone ever write a ballad about your eyes, Sonia?

[vorbratta]

Did you write the ballad about your eyes?

[bouchonne]

The point is that it exists.

[vorbratta]

Well, I must hear it.

[bouchonne]

Hm. That's not a bad idea, actually. Perhaps I should give a public performance.

[vorbratta]

Ah, and I know the perfect venue! You should enchant us all at my birthday party.

[bouchonne]

Oh, come now. I wouldn't want to upstage the birthday girl.

[vorbratta]

[ a burst of laughter. ]

Byerly, please. [ you couldn't if you tried. ] It would be the most perfect birthday gift. I'd be the happiest girl in all of Thedas.

[bouchonne]

Then how could I say no.