[A sealed letter for Mote]

[cmenden]

In this realm of shadows, my heart resides,
Small and fragile, like glass, it abides.
With each fracture, I gather the shards anew,
Yet, my magic can't mend it, as it once knew.

Mote,

I know what you spoke to Lynneth about after leaving the Tower.

It's probably stupid of me, but I still want to hear your explanation.

Estellise