A Letter to Duke Bourin 5

Dear Bourin,

I regret my last letter. I let my own weakness take over my feelings. Thinking about the north made me feel like there wasn’t anything I could do.

But there always is. Even if I was alone, even without my songmagic.

Have you been to Rurein? Most of the people living within the border of our land moved there. It was a city built from nothing.

You can see the colorful hair of the Udari that live there next to the white Uman hair. Sometimes even hand in hand, or with children. They drink and sing together, and everything there is written in both languages. 

And it’s not just the people. The buildings there use Uman stones, the same used in the capital to make the tall, strong buildings there. But there’s also Udari clay there, to keep the buildings warm in the winters and dry in the summers. They make Udari dishes with Uman ingredients, and Uman dishes with Udari ingredients.

They don’t think about our sad past. They’re always looking forward, and so will I.

I blamed others when the only one to blame was me. I didn’t know what to do. I could’ve chosen to do things differently, but instead I was just giving up. 

Tell me, what should I do? I’m supposed to be a heroine to my people, but I still don’t know what to do.

What I do know is that there is always something I can do, even if I can't see it yet.

Lullaby