794.II, 18 Floii: Wayfaring peagons

Carry my words under your wings, little hero

My last day in Greenwood camp is my last contact with actual people before a while, and my last peagon to send.

I took him out of his little cage, attached the roll of messages to his thorax, and took a minute to appreciate his colorful wings before sending him away. He bore a large, bright yellow stripe on a black background, surrounded by a few bright blue spots. He struggled to be free for a bit, couldn't shake himself off my hand, and kinda gave up, waiting for me to agree to letting him go, home.

So it is with a twinge of angst that I watch it fly off to the camp, in direction of the south. He carries my letters to the few I owe accounts and the fewer I love. I hope the moth will reach home safe, and will not get lost over the Sea of Fire on the way. He would make in a few days a trip which takes us weeks to months to complete. He won't tire for he flies high and smooth above the clouds and, carried by the wind, he will go to his home which, by chance, is also the city's Peagoncote. I made sure that my mail will be treated with the privacy it should deserve, it's one of the small luxuries the Lord has gifted me with, and I almost trust him with it since the breeder is a nice man.

And thus the peagon disappears. His fragile figure fades in the light mist. He was quite a good companion all the way to here. Never noisy as can be others, never too fretful in the cahotic ride, even though I always find their cages too cramped and quite barbaric. I mean, we encage them with barely enough room to turn around. Sure it is more convenient, but I can't help feeling sorry for this poor soul. Taken from his mate and home, carried for rides and rides in the dark, asked to accomplish great feats just for the sake of transporting a few messages...

With that done, it's time to go. I'll give my thanks to the people here who took good care of me and Bob. All is packed, Bob is waiting and the day is clear, a perfect start for our ascension. Still, I am terrified. 

Leen