My dearest love,
By my current reckoning, it has been several months since I last heard your voice, and felt your presence by my side, even as we were parted on most occasions due to our respective methods of hunting. You were always in my mind, and I in yours, something only a match of ten thousand years can accomplish. Bound together, yet shunned by our friends and families, we mourned, we laughed, we ate, slept, argued, reveled – in each other’s company alone. We hunted that which would destroy the world. We lived.
When we first met, I knew that your soul could someday be redeemed, and I gave up everything in a wild plea to make it so. Would that you could have ever known that other time, but it is best that you didn’t. You were the water to my air, the earth to my fire. You were my completion.
Our journey was at last at an end, our one great task that sent us spiraling high, consumed in a lick of flames. How cruel of the Timeless One to call in his debt at the very moment our souls would rest together eternally.
You are always with me. Your strength, your magical talents, your stubbornness. Even as I know, now, that I must kill you.
*tosses the letter into the fire with a tear in her eye*
Posted by Tirasa at 10:01 AM 3 January 2005