This was planned to be a tumblr only fic, but in the end I decided to post it there as well. (I also have issues with tumblr lately which helped making that decision x'D)
This is a set of letters, and it will therefore be pretty short chapters :) [there might not be author's notes everytime too, but this is the first one to it's a bit different]
Dear Terra,
I am not really sure why I am starting writing letters. Or why my very first one is for you. But here we are.
Today is my 20th day in the Realm of Darkness. I can't be sure it really has been twenty days, but at least I slept twenty times.
How are you doing? I hope you are fine. All I know is that you have made it to the Realm of Light. I know how strong you are, and I am sure that by now, you have found a way to overcome Master Xehanort's power.
I am doing good, which is quite a surprise. Turns out I don't have to eat or drink anything. I don't really get how this is possible, but food is so scarce (truth is, there is no food at all) that I am glad things are that way. I'm doing my best to keep my spirits up. I am sure I will soon find a way out, and find Ventus and you. This world is full of dark creatures, but I haven't seen any that I couldn't beat yet.
I miss Ven and you a lot. I miss the days we would train together without having to worry about a thing. I miss our Master, too. I wish things had gone differently. I really miss you.
I found shelter in an empty house, this is where I found the paper and the pen. I'm wondering if that means that there were people living here once? I'd rather not think of it, or I'll start wondering what happened to them. There isn't much light, so I put a Fira in a glass to be able to see the paper. I hope it won't attract any more of the monsters. My deck is full so I'm not really concerned about them, but this place looks nice to sleep in and I don't want to go looking for somewhere else.
I'd better sleep now. Tomorrow, I will explore a new path. Hopefully it will lead me to a safer place. Or outside. Outside would be good.
I could also try to find a postman that would deliver my letter to you. That would be really nice, I suppose.
See you soon.
Yours, always,
Aqua.
