Eloisee's Will (Letter 8/8) [Stacks of manilla paper, wrinkled and stained with blood and tears. It seemed as if it was held and kept in Eloisee’s hands for quite some time before tucking it into her pockets.]   I feel my time has finally come to an end.. I sit here by the creek of the river and stare out into the distance for the shadows of Minitz. It’s so close, yet so far at the same time. If only my condition had gotten better, things would have had a turn of events. I would get on