Martha-
Looking back I'm so happy about that knight on the horizon, the one that brought me my Willy. We've been told by them to keep record of the things that went by. For the sake of our grandchildren, but I'm not to be deceived. I don't know where exactly to start....
Hugh-
The knights said, 'Leave no detail out.' Easier said than done. Where does one start to explain how something changed their life. My life as a farmer with my wife and children. How does one explain the feeling of dread of something you see about to happen, but it's off a way in the distance. It's coming fast, but who knows when it will get here or what it is? I'm also not one for words.
Margaret-
They told me to write all the things I remember about my brother William, I was just an infant when he came to us. He will probably always be my brother to me. I grew up with him, loved him as a brother and a hero. I feel sorry for Rosalie, she has so much to be hurt about, yet she keeps going. If I didn't hear her every night crying for him, I wouldn't know anything was wrong. She stops near to early morning, she even cries in her sleep. I know it bothers Father because he always has dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. Mother has me worried almost as much as Rosie. She shouldn't be so worked up right now. I don't know why this has come upon our family, but I pray that it will soon pass. If this is what it's like now......
Timmy-
I don't know why they want me to write in this I hardly even knew William, but I do remember some things that might help them. Or do more damage to my cousins reputation....
Rosalie-
They want me to write. To be so bold, so outright. I was that once. I think that's why he liked me so much. He saw me everyday, and he saw what I was. I was bold, I was courageous. If he saw me now though, what would he think? What would he think if he knew that I died inside. Inside while everything else keeps moving. Trapped in my body, my soul has given out and I don't even know what bold is had I not witnessed it through the brazen knights of the Empire. Such a way to treat this family, his family. The pain seems unbearable, most nights I cry. I know some of them hear me, but I just can't stop.i know I keep them awake, but I just can't. Maybe I'll leave. I'll never marry though, not after this. I made my mind up years ago, and it's come to this. Of all things, the baby will never know him. I don't know if I can ever let him realize it all maybe if I take him to an island and have him raised as he would have wanted. But can I let go of the memory and then if he becomes one of them what will he learn hatred, greed, foulness, and what about his father. What will he do?
I don't know where I'm going with this thick book of blank pages, nor do I know where they'll end. But I do know I'll fill every single one with a memory of you, my beloved........
