Two letters lie etched, one in stone and one in earth.
Dear Taint,
I hope you are well, or well enough, and I hope you can read this. Though even if you don't it's all right. I don't even know if my message will appear in your Forest, but since your drawing did it probably will. I hope it will!
Oh, the poor fawn who has that same cursed 'sattehlite' thing! My human tried to explain to me what 'sattehlite' is but I couldn't quite understand. It is terrible, and cruel, though! Is it a disease, perhaps?
It's really quite lonely in the Forest, lately, at least for me. Laruna and Redkora are kind, though; they comfort me quite a bit.
Winter's here; the snow and rain are so very cold. I hope it's warmer where you are.
I miss you very much.
Please reply, if you can,
Plumeria
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Nina,
Are you well? I am all right but I am so worried about Plume! She eats little and often mutters to herself, though I think she is talking to Taint... I don't think the cold is doing her any good, either. I tell her to stay in the warm Mother Oak but she always wanders out again. Oh, what should I do, Nina?
I miss you, my sweet. Forgive me! My human was very busy lately with what she calls 'skool', but now she is finished with that, at least for now. Perhaps we can meet, soon?
I... have talked with the Weeper, and I have been told that... you are afraid something will go wrong between us... Dear Nina, you mustn't worry so much! It will be all right. Yes, we may have our arguments sometime in the future, but I have heard a saying that with every quarrel, and then every forgiving, a bond runs deeper...
Love,
Olive
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