Zavien
There is some good in this world—
The writing is shaky and uncertain, ink blots of long previous messages having soaked through to the paper.
Dear Lena,
I'm sorry I werried you. I shoodn't be gone two much longer, then I'll be able to ecsplane everything. Pleese trust me.
Dear Lena,
I'm sorry I werried you. I shoodn't be gone two much longer, then I'll be able to ecsplane everything. Pleese trust me.
Yours,
Zavien
Zavien
— and it's worth fighting for.







