A note arrives at the Ark via courier, along with a small, sealed glass jar filled with Arclight water. Several small, colorful anemones are attached within, their bright tentacles waving gently when the jar is moved. A careful, precise hand has stenciled 'Get Well Soon' on the lid.
Flora,
Welcome home.
If my hair is more grey than silver the next time you see me, you will know why. The news from Starfall was (a single drop of ink between the words, smudged from where it was wiped away, reveals where the pen paused for a long while) difficult.
When you are ready for visitors I will come. I will warn you now that there may be a hug. But only if you recovered enough for it.
~Hadama
Flora,
Welcome home.
If my hair is more grey than silver the next time you see me, you will know why. The news from Starfall was (a single drop of ink between the words, smudged from where it was wiped away, reveals where the pen paused for a long while) difficult.
When you are ready for visitors I will come. I will warn you now that there may be a hug. But only if you recovered enough for it.
~Hadama
