Letter 19 | The Dark Diary


I am trying to stay well. I am well enough to feel everything. I am sacred. Will I get out of this place? I am longing for you and my family. My family will come and take me home. I am waiting. I have patience.

This polishing might have taking so much of me, but there must be something waiting. I have to go through all this. Pray for me, my love. My thoughts are disarranged and asking me to know what I am almost forbidden to know. I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to lose the attachments enough for me to live.

Give me strength, Deathra.


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