Dear Bell. The Unsent Letter.

[Arkelos 1027]

"Dear Bell.

I hope you are doing alright, as I write this letter I'm thinking of things to add to it. I have a lot to say, but I also want this to get to you.

When I first met you. With High prince Native your enigmatic way aroused me, allowed me to talk to you. I was nervous, but I was sure that you would let me talk to you.

That flower that I gave you. It was not from a courier or from another person, nor was it enchanted. It came from me, a symbol of friendship.

Talking to you on our way back from the base had to be a moment I wouldn't forget. The rebels gone, and Oren safe. You were there, smiling and happy. Greeting me as a familiar face. We walked back and we celebrated, we rejoiced in the safety of the kingdom and the company of friends. I thought my life would be better from there on.

But I was wrong.

I became cursed. I was going insane from the power pulling me.... and then Or'ta arrived. A spirit was bound to me. It began to rage within me and found itself a staff. It became wild... Unruly and uncontrollable. I fought with it for a while until I ran into you. We needed a private place for us to speak, and we went into the chapel to try and drag me back into the seat of power within me. You may not have noticed it, but you saved my life... I remember saying to myself after that "I won't rest till I help her too."

You were also there when the spirit died, dissipated for what we knew at the time. You saved me from myself. I had gone to Haven to talk with the ascended, because without a medium I had no control over my powers. The ascended had no idea of what I was speaking. So I took matters into my own hands and did what I needed to do myself. That message got to you? Right?

A while passed. I found love in the name of Ivrae. A bright young lady I knew from first looks I had to talk to, and marry if I could muster the strength to do it. You supported me. You helped me. I thank you.

As I write this. I am trying hard to save you. I will never forgive myself if I cannot save you. I will not live with myself if you somehow die before I can save you. You were someone I wanted to protect, regardless of if you needed it or not. I knew you were able to do it yourself. I knew that I had to make it up to you. I tried. but I couldn't keep you from the undead the first time. From then on I decided to dig up your past, see what secrets lay hidden in the sands of time, but I have so far found nothing. I have not a clue of your past and I do not wish to know it unless it could save you.

I'm writing this now to tell you that I'm going to make it up to you for what the spirit did to me. How it tried to capture you. I'm not angry at you for kicking my chin and calling me weak. I was weak. I have control over my powers now. I am stronger then I have ever been, and would like to have you back in my life.

In conclusion, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry that If i cannot save you that I will never forgive myself. If you die before this gets to you. Then I will find your killer and have his head on a pike, right in front of Oren.

Signed, Vardak"

[Arkelos 1027]

I'm surprised no one has said anything about this. Come on guys, tell me what you think!

[pepethepig 13]

(Man, it`s amazing. I`d trry To describe how touching it is, but i just can`t.)

[Khaene 1]

(( It's a well written letter and yes, touching, but I'm wondering what happened to Bell from the time that you met her to the time of her death. The Bell my character met in Snowy Field's twilight days was full of vitriol and seemed to spurn the living, referring to us as "the riff-raff" and "you people," constantly dismissing the defenders and leaving on her own with undead. So my character wouldn't really understand a lot of these sentiments from others towards the mage, having only met her in Snowy Fields.

Also I think too many won't comment because it would be out of character as we can't really see this letter. It was a good read though, sad. ))

[Shuness 24]

(( Starts slow clapping. ))

[steelersfan1221 300]

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