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Letter to Versi (#9)
(Written the morning after the madness, before Helikaon woke from his trance.)

Oh Versi, 

I don’t even know where to begin. An apology seems like a good place to start, but I fear my last letter was much too cruel to be forgivable, even if it was Lutheria’s madness that guided my pen. 

I am unspeakably sorry.

The others suffered under her thrall too. But where they broke pots, I fear I broke something much more precious and altogether much harder to fix. Trying to imagine what you must have felt reading that letter breaks my heart. If you hate me, I don’t blame you. In such a short time away, I have already proven myself too weak to be worthy of your love.

I want to tell you those doubts weren’t mine. And that was true, before all this happened. But I love you too much to lie to you: those doubts, though planted by Lutheria, are mine now. You can’t just unthink these sort of things. But I promise you, now my paranoia has ceased: I trust you just as much in spite of doubt as I did in the absence of it.

You know, last night I dreamt of you... of Yonder. I remember what you did for me Versi.

I wonder what would have become of me if you had not spirited me away that day. I’d have died there I suppose. It’s funny: it might be that dream, well, that memory, that released Lutheria’s hold on my mind. So I guess now you have saved me twice: once from the Gygans, and once from my own despair.

I can only thank you and pray that you might forgive me. Even if I don’t deserve it.

Yours, if you still want me,
Calliope
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