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To: The Archavist,
Ardoris Royal Library
From: The Royal Navigator,
Novian Archeology Society
This letter was found in the ruins of an old keep [location to be included later]. The curious thing is that it was found in a small area, about 3 yrds by 3 yrds that had been completely bricked in at some point. There were 2 human skeletons inside, one male, one female. Other than some remnants of clothing this letter was the only other item in the small room. It was found in the state you see, torn and water damaged, clutched in the male skeleton’s hand.
My heart’s true desire,
How i have missed you and continue to miss you. Every breath I draw is harder without you. Your warmth, your wit, your dear voice. Oh that voice, so perfect it pierces my heart. How much I yearn to speak with you every day.
And when we do meet by chance… it is so hard, to be only polite. So hard sometimes that truly I think I hate you. Until I remember words spoken, choices made.
Regret is a harsh thing to bear.
Irony as well. For I have altered the behavior you found so offensive in any case. And so I laugh at myself until I have no more tears to shed. The price of my ambition is my heart, and yours. The price is too high.
I do not know how much longer I can bear this. I do not know what to do. Sometimes my heart aches so badly that I think it will indeed break.
I do not know how to say these things to you. I tell myself I would understand if you do not wish to be with me. My heart would not understand. I have only myself to blame for pushing you away, and so I should not fault you for moving on with your life. Yet I would fault you in my heart. My heart is yours still, it remains unchanged. There is no power on this earth that can change that. It is my ambition that has been our enemy.
I cause pain to someone any way I turn.
I resolve to leave him twice and three times every day, and yet something holds me back.
Perhaps I lack some sign from the universe. Perhaps I fear it.
But I can no longer live without you. Send to my by this same messenger, he is trustworthy, and if you still want me, I will come to you in three days for he is due to be away.
I burn to hear your reply.