A/N: I wrote this because waiting each week for new episodes is too much, and I loved the idea. I came up with the name before I knew what the original Petrova girl was called. But I think that Charlotte foes better for the story. So read on and tell me what you think!
The last time we met was in this very spot, do you remember it well? The grass was still green, the tree leaves still blowing in the wind and even the air as cold as ice, it was still beautiful. There were high-rise buildings and the only smoke bellowing upwards were the ones outside of our tents. They were proper homes back then and I remember you sneaking past midnight many a time.
It's been almost 1800 years now, I just can't believe it. Not that I hate the 1800's, some places are still the way God created them, but most places are ruined. Our old home is full of stone cottages, small gardens and the trees are still lovely, it still has charm. But it doesn't have you.
I'm leaving this where our home used to be, telling the lady that if you come back to give it to you. I know it's such a long shot, but I had to try. I've been looking for so long.
But finally, I've decided to stop. If you ever want to find me then I've gone to America, I'm travelling around, as you know we can never stay long in one place. Look for me if you'd like, I'd love to see you again.
Yours forever,
Charlotte Petrova.