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Writing and receiving letters via virtual post

Writing and receiving letters via virtual post

I love receiving letters, cards and postcodes.

Often received; if written by someone on holiday; days after that person has returned home.

Use this space however you like as though you are writing a letter to someone with whom you relate to in real life.

You might want to say something to that person, or persons and not be given the opportunity.

Families can be so very judgemental and cause much hurt and pain.

This is a way of writing to tell someone how you truly feel; good or bad.

Just read along if this is not your style.

Carry on with your own preference of using the forums.

This is just an idea.

Sometimes we do not know that we might enjoy something different unless we try.

Writing letters can be very therapeutic and a special way of releasing pent up feelings without the person knowing.

Lastly, in writing a letter, you need not put their name or title.

You might like to address the letter as dear friend, or dear family member; dear doctor; dear psychiatrist; dear pet.

Think outside of the square and write about what you would really like to say.

Good luck

Sophia

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Hello & Welcome @LostAngel & @Arizona

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Hello @LostAngel & @Arizona and

@Sophia1, @Exoplanet , @Appleblossom , @Adge

Hope that you will feel comfortable joining in the stories and having some fun.

With Best Wishes

@HenryX

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hello @Sophia1 , @HenryX , @Exoplanet , @Flax , @Adge , @Arizona , @LostAngel

the cook has been very very busy , soooo sorry my awesome friends

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Lovely warm food for hungry merry troupe of friends. Thank you so much @Shaz51 known in the current story as Cook.

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Good morning @Exoplanet

I am going to make an effort to respond to your beautifully written post..

@Arizona @LostAngel

just letting you know how the story telling can flow and continue on this thread..

The little girl with no name did like not having a name...She was used to spending many hours on her own without any conversation from humans..She felt that she did not really need a name...

Her creature friends all spoke to her in their own style...also not needing names for themselves..

The little girl felt far more comfortable with creatures than with humans...

When she was free to roam and frolic wherever she chose without being noticed by the humans within the castle...she felt so much more comfortable with herself..

She had some very interesting conversations with Little Bee buzzing close by ....the buzzing being interpreted as the same as purring from a cat....invoking a sense of calm and acceptance...

Horrace the bat had his own unique language...again..she felt safe to be herself..

The cook who offered such scrumptious food...always had a warm smile for her despite how busy she was...

There was not much conversation between the two as Cook worked so very hard...Cook also had to abide by the rules of the Castle ...Cook needed her position there at the same time loving what she was doing..

Gumnut her piano teacher encouraged the little girl with her lessons ...

Her fingers caressed the keys of the piano more gracefully now and musical notes were beginning to emerge creating the music that filled the castle with serenity.

The castle walls seemed to lean forward...listening intently...soaking in the warmth from the musical notes..

At times though.. they abruptly jumped back into position when a screech came from the big shiny black piece of furniture that was such a peculiar shape..The screech followed by much muttering and grumbling from the little girl with no name...Then a loud bang as the top part of the big shiny black piece of furniture with a peculiar shape was slammed down suddenly....The little girl with no name stomping off to her room..

Ballet lessons had commenced...The little nameless girl was actually starting to enjoy the feeling as she stretched her legs and pivoted on her toes..

It had all seemed far too difficult and impossible when watching her teacher..

The little girl with no name was starting to feel a sense of accomplishment as she was noticing the playing on the piano and stretching exercises at a bar on the wall were matching each other....

Vanessa her ballet teacher also had a mischievous side which she shared only with the nameless little girl..

This was what had helped the girl the most..

After lessons..Vanessa would utter sssshhhhh. place her finger in front of her lips...grasp the tiny hand of the little girl and skipping wildly led them both outside..

Vanessa knew of secret doors ...How thought the little girl?...no matter...this is fun...

They scrambled through dark areas where they had to crawl due to low ceilings...

They emerged the other side as though coming out of a cave...

This exit was nearby to the woodland..

They scurried off through the trees where they could hear much chatter and laughing..

Guided by Vanessa....they carefully observed from behind a tree..

The cat with the slanted sleek blue eyes was playing...chasing a baby deer...they were frolicking about making all sorts of delightful sounds having such fun..

There was a rustle in the woodlands close by to where Vanessa and the little girl were..

Next...the branches of a tree moved....parted and a bird was observed...This bird started to slowly laugh...the laugh increasing in volume...this was infectious...

next Vanessa and the nameless little girl found themselves laughing out of control....

@Arizona

@LostAngel

would you like to be a deer, or a kookaburra?

Or choose your own character?

Or still wanting to observe?

No pressure at all..

Sophia

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wow yummy plates of food there @Shaz51 or Cook

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Hello @Sophia1 , and all other Participants and Observers,

A nice addition to the story Sophia1

Best Wishes to All

@HenryX

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The nameless girl and her ballet teacher Vanessa were exhausted as they picked themselves up off of the grassed land...They had been laughing uncontrollably about the sudden surprise of a different sort of laughing deemed to be from kookaburras within the trees...

The little girl had more energy and ran off further...deeper within the woods..

She was energised and excited...looking for further adventures...exploring...

As she delved deeper into the woods she noticed a change in temperature ...feeling that the air was cooler..

She continued to run feeling the freedom of following her spontaneity...

She left behind her all thoughts of the castle and the daily tasks..

Eventually she started to become out of breath and slowed down...finally dropping to the ground..

she laid on her back staring up at the sky noticing that the sun was appearing lower in the sky...the cool air even more noticeable...

She started to shiver.....

I had better return she thought....looking back behind her she had no idea of which direction she must go..

Again another rustle heard...

always much rustling within the woodlands...animals and creatures of all kinds abide there so obviously there will be rustling...

The nameless girl looked on starting to feel less brave than before...not quite the heroine now in her imaginative world...

The deer from the previous story (just in case you cannot keep up..very likely as is the nature of the thread...never mind..you can now) ...slowly emerged from the woody area...exposing herself to the nameless girl...

In all truth the deer was more frightened than the nameless girl...

There was an invisible sense of needing to help each other felt...

The little girl moved forward gently talking to the deer asking if she might help her find the way back to the castle...

The deer...loving the tone of voice...was bemused as well as a tad confused as she did not comprehend human language...

There was something in the tone of voice and those deep large beguiling eyes that pleaded ..beseeching help..

Well thought the deer...I have nothing else on today or tomorrow...so i suppose that I might just be able to manage brushing past her encouraging her to follow me to the edge of the woodlands where she should be able to one would hope by now...given the number of times that she has run into the woodlands...find her way home...

The deer leapt out from behind a tree....gently brushed past the little girl and looking back with a wistful expression managed to get the nameless girl to follow her..

Off they travelled...far and wide...well within the woodlands...

NOw unbeknownst to them ...the kookaburras were observing from above...along with buzzing bee...horrace the bat half asleep with one eye open..

The troupe all were off in the direction of the castle not together but hoping to arrive at the same place..

Little did they know that the mischievous imps who lived deep within the woodlands and had of course noticed the several visits from the little girl; were also alert and watching..

They were in fact fed up with the disturbances from coming and goings of all sorts of different creatures including a cat with slanted blue eyes..

A bat, a bee. a cook who every now and again came to the edge of the woods shouting out to the little girl "you had better get back here quick or goodness knows"..

What does "goodness knows" mean?

Who cares....

So whilst the nameless girl, the buzzing bee..gumnut bub..and hovering half asleep bat fumbled their way through the imps thought of a plan..

They had heard of rumours of treasure..

They had at one stage seen a chest which had since disappeared and they could not find..

First of all a meeting had been held by the imps and plans were set in place to thwart the merry troupe of friends..

Under no account must she or they reach the end of the woodlands...understood...

A trap had been laid...

Thump...bang...crash...ooh perhaps it had worked...

on inspection...no one of the imps forgetting or not listening at the time had fallen straight into the trap...

More thump ...bang ....crach...

bzzzzzzzz...ouch....bzzzzzzz. swat....ouch.....finally buzzing bee was trapped..

thump....bang...crash...little girl with no name tripped over buzzing bee and also fell in a heap exhausted...

Horrace landed on top ...worn out....covered them both with his expansive wings...

they all lay very still protected by Horrace eventually falling asleep..

The deer ever so quietly slid off back into the woods unnoticed.,,

Where are the kookaburras?

The little girl lay there wondering if she would be missed by anyone at the castle...

The cook had called out for her..

She had not seen the professor..

The ballet teacher had been part of the adventure at the beginning..

the piano teacher was not laying with her as was the post bat Horrace...

Who would miss her?

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Dear @Sophia1

"I missed you'" said Sooty. So saying he entwined himself among the girls legs and gave her a hug.

''I thought to come over and visit and see how things are around the lake and the castle."

"As you know," he said to the girl with no name. "I'm a wandering cat so don't stop around often. I've been for a wonder around the castle that is built on an island in a lake, but I was exploring in there earlier and nobody was around - no cook in the kitchen, Vanessa teaching, nor the Prof in the library."

"What is going on?" he mused, "do you think it could be your name, I quite liked Selkie Fowlds and Tigger, but girl with no name implys a nobody, "Too be honest," Soot said, "I don't like it much, as it implies you are a nobody, some your certainly so,mebody.

Have you checked the dungeon lately? he innocently asked "The stupid little Bee that tried to turn himself into a cat is trapped down there because of the magical enchantments I placed around it." Funny thought Sooty, whenever little Bee shows up, the story dies. Well girl with no name, you can let him out but I've got my handy little fly swatter for pesky bees.

"I went down to the kitchen to look for Cook. The placed empty and I was so hungry. Boy I miss her scrumptious meals." he said. "Then I went up the Professor's library - empty." Sooty giggled 'I left a fart cushion in his favourite chair," then added "I would love to serious that serious face horrified."

The funniest thing happened to me yesterday Sooty went on, I was sitting on the small beach on the island sunning myself and a large hump with a long neck swum up to the shore. "Sooty" cried Nessa, it's been so long. Sooty purred with delight and walked up to the Loch Ness monster. "Hi Nessie. To be honest, I had to have a break from this moribund place, but I've come back for a visit." "I've been exploring the castle," he said but it is very empty, but I foundnd the strange girl with no name who seems despondent at the moment". There aren't even any new pictures anway. The place seems to be dying."

"Now Nessie, I must be off - see that little boat, I'm going for a row to see if anything exciting is happening in the forest" said Sooty. I'll be seeing you later and maybe we can catch up on gossip and tell me what's going". Nessie submerged below the placid waters of the lake as Sooty mightily rowed his 2 foor boat to the other shore. Maybe I'll find out what is going on once I reach shore he thought. Getting out of the boat, Sooty slinked he was into the forest to explore further. He hought too himself, I'll return one da so long as that choir isn't screeching that awful noise they call music, then I'll run and hide.

Flax 🐱

🌻🌷🌻

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Hello all,

@Sophia1 @Shaz51 @Exoplanet @Appleblossom @Adge @Flax @Arizona @LostAngel

{~1000 words}

Gosh! Sooty seems to have got himself into pretty bad shape, I hope he is alright. He's not sounding at all like the sometimes serious but normally playful, mischievous character I remember. In fact, rather gloomy. Maybe he has had too much partying, telling of war stories, tall tales and Dwarven Ale at the Dolgrens', dwarf king's hall.

"

We know that the “Little Girl with no name”, had followed the deer, in order to find a way out of the woodland for she and her companions. Little Bee, Gumnut Bub and Horrace Bat had followed in a gaggle. However, those other mischievous characters, the woodland imps had set a trap for whoever might stray in that direction. The imps were reclusive characters and resented the activities of others in, what they considered, was their woodland. They also knew of a treasure chest that had been found. They had even seen the treasure chest, but had not been able to get it open. While they were away, looking for tools with which to open the chest, someone had hidden it again. Indeed, it had been hidden so carefully that, search as they might, they were unable to find it. There were various tracks, going in different directions from where they had seen the chest. However, there was nothing that gave any clue as to which track was used, along which the chest was carried, to hide it again. They were so extremely annoyed and agitated that, if you know the story of Rumpelstiltskin, you would have thought that he was merely having a little social dance compared to the furious stamping, shouting and banging of the imps.

"

The imps were so determined to find the treasure chest that they formed a plan to trap anyone who they thought might know where the chest was hidden. Unfortunately, the deer had been an innocent and unknowing accomplice in this impish plan, having attempted to lead the Little Girl, Little Bee, Gumnut Bub, and Horrace Bat out of the woodlands toward the castle. The first that the deer knew of the trap was when she heard a loud shriek from the Little Girl, followed by a tumbling sound as Little Bee, Gumnut Bub and Horace Bat all fell into a deep hole in the ground. The hole had been covered with thin branches and leaves, to disguise it and make it look just like the rest of the forest floor. The imps had been determined that neither the Little Girl nor her companions should leave the woodlands before the imps could find the hidden treasure chest.

"

Sure enough, the intrepid little band, as they followed the deer, though not exactly in its tracks, all ended up falling into the trap that the imps had so carefully set. The deer, somewhat startled by the noise and the sudden disappearance of the companions, and not knowing what else to do, had quietly slipped away, into the woods.

"

As the Little Girl lay in the hole, that had served as a trap prepared by the imps, she began to wonder who would miss them or, even if they did, how would they know where to look for them. She knew that Cook would have been busy, preparing the evening meal, the Professor normally worked in the library until it was time to wash and slip on his jacket before dinner. Vanessa, the ballet teacher, had joined the woodland excursion earlier, but she had gone back to the castle to prepare lessons for the following day. So what could they do?

"

The Little Girl realised that the only chance to get help would be for Little Bee or Horrace Bat to fly to the castle to fetch assistance. It was decided that Horrace Bat would fly back to the castle and into the kitchen. He would have to let Cook, who so often looked after Horrace, know that there was a problem. Cook would surely know that, if Horrace had come back without the others, there was something seriously amiss. It would be she who would have to let the Professor and Vanessa know of the problem. While Horrace Bat was away, Little Bee was prepared to defend the Little Girl and Gumnut Bub with her sting, if necessary. The Professor, Cook, Vanessa and Horrace Bat would have to be quick about finding the Little Girl and her other companions before it was too dark to safely continue searching.

"

Despite how Sooty had been feeling, it was he, with the help of the deer, who eventually found the remaining trio of friends and alerted the Professor, Cook, Vanessa and Horrace Bat as to where they were. Needless to say, they had not thought that they would need rope or a ladder to rescue the trio. But the imps had not dug the hole so deep as to prevent their rescue. So, the Professor, Cook, Vanessa and Horrace Bat, all working together, were able to help the Little Girl, and Gumnut Bub from the hole, while Little Bee performed a celebratory Bee Dance, in order to lighten everyone's spirits after this frightening end to the woodland exploration.

"

Everyone was very happy to be back in the safety of the castle. They all had a wash, dressed and came to the dining room for the evening meal. Sooty was given two fish cakes, for which he was most appreciative. The deer was given some fresh trimmings of garden vegetables, the greater portion having been part of the meal for the people in the castle. Horrace Bat was given a very special preparation made by Cook, that she knew Horrace especially enjoyed. Gumnut Bub was given special attention and Little Bee was given some nectar that cook had carefully put aside for just such an event.

"

With Best Wishes

@HenryX



PS. Hi @Flax , I've been over to the AbsoluteWrite site and offered a short intro. There are certainly a lot of resources and information there that, I believe I will enjoy, as I get more involved in writing. Thank you, @HenryX

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