An extract from ‘My Desperate Plea’:
“I fear that there will be no true end for this war. The
longer it continues, the father that end seems to become. It seems to cloud
even things that I take true joy in. Love, even you…it has been so long since I
felt your presence as I once could, and even through my gift, it has become
clouded. I fear for you. My heart longs to be at your side.
Please, I ask that you grant me a sign, that you live, that
you are well. Until then, I cannot believe the assurances that I am often
given. Even though my trust in you is forever unwavering, it is my weaknesses
that will make me worry for you. Our enemies are not kind. It is my selfish
wish to know you are safe. But know if you need me, I will come to your side.
It is becoming harder not to do so. Despite that we agreed we must focus on
this war, it would seem that I fail in this endeavour.
Please, until then, I beg of you, be safe.”
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