Dear River,
It has been two-hundred years since the events that lead to you death in the library. And not a day goes by that I don't wonder what I could have done to save you in ther real world, not in the library database. I wish that night I took you to Derillium I would have told you why I cried, why I wore that green bow tie I knew you loved, why I looked more in pain than I ever had before. But River if I had, it would have been breaking a fixed point in time. And you were right that day, I did know it was your time to go to the library. I hoped and prayed I would have more time with you, I have seen plenty of younger you's, but not all of them have our memories that I treasure with you. And I know deep within my heart, that you did what you believed was right, but River, not everything you do is perfect. It could have been me, I could have died for those 4,022 people, but you knew if I did all our memoreis would be lost. And you were right, I wouldn't change one word, one action, or one meeting. I love you River. And because I know Iwill never send this I can say this.
River,
Don't go to the Library.