Regis, Carlotta, Lithaldoren,
It feels odd of me to write to ghosts. Are you dead? Gone, out travelling without notice? In either case, you disappeared, and I doubt I will see you again.
This last year I have been waiting, more or less, for you all to appear. We did not all share that much time in each others' company, though I would like to think the hardships of the land brought us all closer together. I still laugh, at some of the stupid things we pulled.
I hope to see you all again, but I will not hold my breath for it any longer.
- Valerian
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[A smear of ink stains this little folded note.]
Ravenna,
I lied.
The years of our youth, you ruined with an expert hand when you grew.
I hope I never have to face you, or yours, again.
- Valerian