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((Just a little something I wrote for a prompt. I eventually plan to expand this into a full story. I've already got some ideas and another scene I wrote in joint with this one))

Three years. Three years her brother had been missing. Emilia had watched the sea every day when the sunrises until it was high in the sky and her eyes were bloodshot. By noon she would take to her desk, back straight against the wooden back of her chair and then she would write, carefully dipping the tip of her quill into the well of ink and spread her loopy handwriting across the page. Well wishes and questions, all of which she had written in every one of the previous letters she had composed to him. And she would detail the current events of her life.

“Jasper, I know you probably won’t see this but…I am to be wed to Duke Trentwell. I do not wish to marry him but father says I must. In truth we have little money left. Our uncle is no longer in the same esteem he used to be and he squanders away our funds in gambling. He has almost burnt through all we have passed down and Duke Trentwell has offered to care for us provided I marry him.

Brother, I am scared.

I care not how the Duke looks at me. Father wanted to wait until you returned before the wedding but since we have not heard anything from you I am to be wed in one month time on my 16th birthday. Jasper…When we were kids you promised me that you would take me away from this place and we would see the world together. I’m begging you. Come back. Come home. Please.

Your sister,

Emilia”

“Please come back home.” She whispered with a tear rolling down her cheek,
“Please save me.”

In the distance she could hear the church bells.

And there were ink stains on her fingers.

I got chills reading this. I like the description, particularly the description in the first paragraph. I really liked how I had a picture of a young girl writing in a somber manner to her brother - presumed to be dead. Touching.