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| description = '''Letter from Hope''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. | | description = '''Letter from Hope''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. | ||
| quote = A plain, unadorned note. | | quote = A plain, unadorned note. | ||
| book author = Hope | |||
| book text =I had a dream last night. Not that there are any nights here. Or any days. | | book text =I had a dream last night. Not that there are any nights here. Or any days. | ||
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| where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on [[Hope]] surviving through [[Act Three]]. | | where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on [[Hope]] surviving through [[Act Three]]. | ||
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Latest revision as of 21:09, 5 September 2024
Author: 
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
Where to find
Within the Chest of Grateful Words in the Epilogue. Contingent on Hope surviving through Act Three.
Text
I had a dream last night. Not that there are any nights here. Or any days.
It was a dream about you - all of you - and you were here with me, and I had served bread and jam and oat crackers and cheeses and enough tea to quench a desert.
You nibbled and sipped and smiled and laughed, and you asked if I was happy. Nobody has asked that for so long that I don't know if anyone has ever asked at all.
I didn't have the words to answer, so instead I led you through my House and showed you all the souls that are here with me. They were Raphael's once, but now they only belong to themselves.
The Archive is an art gallery, the boudoir is a grand kitchen, and the dungeon is a refuge for any wounded soul or creature that finds its way to us.
Am I happy? I don't know. But I am Hope, and I persist because of you.