Ruby Hartsuuk Blog

The taste of blood still fills my mouth. Not animal blood, not the blood of an enemy, but mine. It had started off easily at the sunrise. I was tracking a large deer through the woods. I didn’t move from my perch in a nearby tree. I barely even breathed as I silently marked the time before its death and my first good meal in the span of seven days. My arrow was loaded, trained on his back, waiting for him to slip into the perfect position. The buck unaware of my presence and his own soon demise took tiny sips from a nearby stream. I was … [Read more...]

Dearest Mistress, As you commanded, I am writing this report to tell You of the girl who calls herself Ruby Hartsuuk. Having found her in a small tavern as You divined, I proceeded to befriend her. Enclosed with this letter, please find a full report of my observations. It should document most of my humble, unworthy findings. Ruby is an extraordinarily strange woman. Having been raised alone with only her father’s guidance and socialized only with whatever tradesmen and hunters they happened to meet in the forest, her upbringing has … [Read more...]

I keep it to remember. More than once, you asked me why I would risk starvation to make a journey book. Trade the skins for food, a new cloak, better arrow tips, or something… anything useful. But this book, this is useful. There are days I forget. I cannot remember what your voice sounded like when you were sad. Other days, I cry for simply forgetting your touch. I sit and I listen as you taught me, but the woods are quiet now and they have been for a long time. I remember birds. I can still hear the Jaitchu birds that sat outside my … [Read more...]