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Jan. 21, 2008
Sir Caedmon
Six years ago, the name "Caedmon" was all but unknown in the castle--my brother prefers his pet name, Cael, to the more formal title which was bestowed upon him at birth. Now, however, as a nobleman and the nearest relative of the queen, he has again taken up his name--although I continue to call him Cael when I we are alone!
Cael was born seventeen years ago, but I do not have memories of our childhood together until he was two and I four. He is a horseman at heart, and delights in presenting me with the finest horseflesh Eordain has to offer. It is a habit of ours to ride every morning, when the sun creeps over the mountains and the countryside is at its finest.
Nor can I mention my brother without speaking of his skill with the blade. He wields his sword left-handed, and his old tutor, Master Renfred, says that as such he has an advantage, for many men are unprepared to face a left-handed opponent. He does not prefer fighting, however--he tells me he has seen too much of it, and with that I agree. Cael is young, but he has lived and fought through the bloodiest year in Eordain's history. He stands today as one of the saviors of our country, and professes he will never bear the sword in battle again. I feel that he is right, for since the terrible war we have known peace beyond that I ever could have imagined.
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jessica 
Jan. 22, 2008 - Untitled Comment
This looks really neat. It was a great idea to start it. I have been reading The Blade Unbroken (?) and have really enjoyed it so far!
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Bluejane