The Heart of Valor 
Being the first story in the Fairca Fantasy Series

Section 5: Doredai's diary

The 51st of Spring, 879

Dear Goddess of Love, Your Glory, we are very deep into the forest. This
is a real adventure.  We are so close to the treasure, I smell it.
To this date, our map has proven to be precise. Tomorrow, if we
find the old ruined farm, it would be very exciting.  That's only so
far from the cave that leads to the tunnel that need to the bronze
statue that signals the spot where the treasure is hidden. And we
shall find out and the ring of wishes, and we all be young kids
again, and then forever and ever. This will us do!

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Dear Goddess of Love, sorry to bother Your Glory again.  Pip's calling
that guide of ours "mom", trying to make it sound as "madam".
I shall correct him for that most disrespectful attitude, when
we're back home.  And that Fairka seems to encourage the brat!
Only proper of a penniless wild girl who have never guided a servant
boy, or anything.  Ha!  His mother.  Like if slaves needed mothers.
Sorry if I'm sounding haughty, dear Goddess of Love, but just as
Your Glory punishes mortals, it is my duty to correct my little one,
though I still love him dearly.

We haven't found the old ruined farmed yet. Which might be your
blessing. Indeed, in our games, goblins were always there, ready
for an ambush and, I'm afraid that I am not as combat-savvy as my
player-character. But it was all kids make-believe and fantasy, wasn't it?

The 52nd of Spring, 879

Dear Goddess of Love, Your Glory, we found it!, found it!, found it!
Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you so much.  We just found the
ruined farm.  Double twenty! We have set up camp inside its walls,
what remains of them.  Life's so sweet now.

                           NOT REALLY!

I'm so dirty and miserable, as are all my friends.  Our guide is
happy, and Pip too.  It's like he's in mommy-romance.

I mean, what's in his kitty head?  What does he know about mothers?
He can only see the good parts, my wee wren, not when they mothers
follow you all day, spying, nagging you to no end.

Anyway, I'll be good and not spoil it for him, these days. He's
nice deep down and all that.  Oh, Goddess of Love, but only for
Your Glory.  So this is the deal, my sweet Lady, I'll be good to
the kid and, you'll bring me my adventure.  Or at least make my
friends believe it's all real, until everything crumbles away.

Thank you!

But I'll have to correct him when we're back home.  It's my duty to
Lady Justice, your dearest sister, to which in my heart is second
only to you, Lady of Love.

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To be continued

2025-05-02 18:47:10