Throutek’s Second Chance
My parents,
By the time you read this, I will be outside Ascendancy space. Do not try and reach me. Even if you could, I have no intention of turning back.
I have tried to be the person you wanted me to be, the person everyone wanted me to be. But, much as I tried, it appears that I can’t. I am not like other Chiss. I have… desires. I wish to see, to experience. I wish to know.
And, be your reasons as they may, yours and grandma’s decline to talk about who my grandfather is and where he had gone has driven me to search on my own. And I cannot find the answers I seek inside the Ascendancy.
I took a merchant ship to a way station and from there a transport to the core. I am now making my way to the eastern rim, somewhere along the Perlemian Trade Route.
I might write further letters and I might not. I might return and I might not. I know it is not exactly customary in our society but know that I love you and will always cherish all that you have done for me.
Who knows? Sometimes goodbye could be a second chance.
Your son, always, Route
The old woman put the pad down on the table and looked at Throutek’s parents. She thought about it until his mother couldn’t wait no longer. “Well, mother, what do you think?”
“I should have known that saying nothing would lead to this,” The old woman said. “His grandfather was exactly the same.”
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