A/N: Well, in the spirit of the holiday season, I have decided to present another portion of this story that was started on a whim. Again, I warn you, I may never continue this (so once again… it's on constant HIATUS)– so don't up your expectations… it's better to be pessimistic in this case. Anyway, happy holidays everyone! - Whillenwolf

Disclaimer: Whisper of the Heart – Hayao Miyazaki – Studio Ghibli. Not mine…But this story's mine.

Sonata in Time

Chapter 1: The Letter

Dearest Seiji,

How are you, old sport? I can still remember the days when you were still in Japan, the golden days. How's life treating you? Fine, of course? I'd expect so, from the great Seiji Amasawa.

Alas, you must be wondering why in the world am I writing to you. That's a very good question, indeed, because I, myself, don't really know. I guess old age has definitely caught up with me – now that over half a century's passed – I must be getting pessimistic. But here's the truth, we never really sorted out the knots intertwined within our lives, so I'm asking you, for my sake before it's too late, to come back. Come back and let's talk. I promise to tell you the answers to whichever matches your inquiries, for I have hoarded all my knowledge all these years. I guess, that's what drove us apart.

So leave Cremona, and come back, one last time for me. That is all I ask of you, so please, Seiji, it would be to both of our benefits that you finally know the truth.

The truth lies with me.

Yours,

Shizuku Tsukishima