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Latest revision as of 08:10, 18 October 2024
Unsent Letter is a letter addressed to Kerri Evenfield from Oskar Fevras, begging her to leave him alone.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
- Notes
- Author: Oskar Fevras
- Rarity: Common
- Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
- Price: 14 gp
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UID
BOOK_LOW_OskarsBeloved_GoodbyeKerriUUID
df4ba0f3-3dc0-439e-8304-8683d2aade8b
Where to find
- Lady Jannath's Estate X: -97 Y: 26
Text
Kerri, my darling,
I'm not sure why I'm writing this - where you've gone to, no pigeon could deliver it. Still, if there's some part of you watching over my shoulder as I sit here, I beg you - leave me be.
You fill my every thought, my dreams, my nightmares. Is there no reprieve from the memory of your face, the look of disappointment you cast upon me each time I close my eyes?
I cannot take much more of this. I must be rid of you. I must.
[The last sentence is too smudged to read.]