Dear Severa,
If you're reading this then it means that I've fallen in battle. I'd hoped that you would never have to receive this letter, that we'd be able to see a peaceful future together. I want to start by apologizing. Though it may not be my place to speak for the mother I was in the future you came from, I'm sorry for abandoning you then, and I'm sorry for leaving you now.
My last thoughts were of you, and of what an amazing woman you've grown up to be. Forgive me for not being able to see you through until the end. But please promise me this. That you'll continue to become stronger. You can be infinitely better than I ever was, regardless of what others may say. You were able to come so far without me when you first arrived from the future, and you've grown so much in the time that you've been here. You don't need to doubt yourself. You've already surpassed me on so many levels, and you can only keep moving forward.
I've loved every moment that I spent with you, and I want you to remember all of the good times that we've had. You are one of the most wonderful people I've had the pleasure of meeting, and I'm honored to be your mother. Nothing that others have said, be it praise or the like, will ever be more important to me that you are. You are my pride and joy, the greatest thing that's ever happened to me.
You have every right to be angry. I broke our promise, and the lack of attention I gave to you in the future was unacceptable. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. If not that, please don't blame yourself for anything that's happened to me.
I'd promised myself that I would do my best to make sure we could build a happier future together. That we wouldn't need to part on with a sad farewell. At the very least, I can fulfil our second promise. Let us part on happy terms. Never have I doubted you, so you don't need to doubt yourself. It's up to you to meet our first promise. I know you can create a better future. Find happiness, and I'm counting on you to keep those dear to you safe. I love you Severa.
Love always,
Mother
AN: I should try finishing stories instead of starting new ones.
The idea for this fic popped up when I lost another unit in classic. What if the parents had letters ready for their children in the case that they died on the field? I'd think they'd want to leave something for them, an apology or encouragement. Something. Thoughts? Thanks for reading!