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DEATH LETTERS
[ On Thalia's desk, there are a set of folded letters. Though she has a hard time writing, you'll find the handwriting is impeccably practiced and the wording is carefully chosen.
...It seems for the rest of you, Ancient Greek is translated quite well. ]
...It seems for the rest of you, Ancient Greek is translated quite well. ]
SALLY
It has been rough for you in this place. It's impossible not to see that. Your own difficulties have been in a different way than the rest of us, however, so it has likely seemed that we've been taking them lightly. That I had been taking them lightly. I want this letter to be my formal apology. I've lived in a way so outside of "normal" that death is part of my own life, but not as it is for you. As such, I should have been one to reach out to you. Obviously, I could not, and that troubles me.
I hope you don't lose the wonder and curiosity that makes you who you are. At the same time, I hope you can adjust to this harsh reality, without it hurting you anymore.
You mentioned your friend Jack and his potential ability to free the souls trapped here or revive the dead. Should he be able to, I am content being returned to the Underworld. I've been living on borrowed time for years now. Honestly, I've probably been living on borrowed time since I was born. If it's still in the cards for me, I'd rather just like to try for reincarnation. Perhaps a quiet life.
Enjoy your Halloween. Do something fun.
Your Friend and Comrade,
First Lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis
~ Thalia