Kallie,
We have much to discuss. The beat of drums that once pounded in my heart for war have slowly faded, and my soul has quickly become desperate for a new way of release. And so, a new tunnel has been dug, a calling in which we can put our previous associates to work: a better solution where the reward is far greater than I ever imagined. New luminated pathways where before there was only a mere shadow have now been wrenched open in my mind, capabilities that I only could dream of have now become possible, and yet it dangles out of my grasp like a carrot. I am unable to reach it without needed political support, as opposed factions have only been a hinderance to my present companions.
It has been some time since we have last spoken, and elections draw swiftly near. I am somewhat distressed to note that I have not seen any public appearances by you. It goes without saying that in order to have a chance in the polls, you must present yourself more often. Your choices in this matter once distressed me; however, I now question if you have had a change of [a few words are scrawled out here] faith. I entrusted you to secure the necessary position, and yet the reality of your task failing has struck me.
I still trust you Kallie, and I still require both your aid and services. We have always worked together, fought together, and persevered together. I fear the price of frantic desire has started to take its toll on me. We must rekindle our beacon of hope, and must formulate a new, structured plan. I still have faith in you, but my interests have started to become attached elsewhere. My hope is that you will perhaps, as always, follow my lead.
Signed, Azen