Hello, I hope the sacred light of the sun, Samothi's greatest labor, shines brightly upon you in your path

and that this letter reaches you at good health.

May a divine wisdom guide your feet, and may your sword swing to punish the wicked and liberate the oppressed.

I write to you today because the journey south has been a dark one.

I did not think the trip to the accursed mark would be a simple or an easy one when I was wholly not prepared

for the things we have seen.

There have been unspeakable horrors, often quite literally.

We have even seen the bones of a divine creature. It has been most upsetting.

As I compose this letter, I have hastily bandaged some grievous wounds I suffered escaping from the bondage of the snow-ells.

I have seen things that make me doubt if I will return from this journey.

I have always known that I am the tool of Samothies, once in future king of this realm,

but I make into wonder what kind of tool I am. I imagine myself as the sturdy fishing vessel which provide for the safety of my flock and

my work would endure for generations.

Perhaps instead I am been met, useful but doomed to be staggered on the rocks and I'm done

in a season or two.

I do not lament my role, for I am truly overjoyed to serve in whatever capacity my lord requires me

and I hope that I will be able to serve him long after I am called from the moral world.

To guide you to the cleansing light is the only task presented to me by his

eternal majesty that I have failed. There is a darkness inside you, Hela, but I believe with all

of my being that that darkness is only visible because of the incredible light that emanates from

within you. You have a gift, and I hope that one day you appreciate

that all of our gifts are given to us

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