Sorry.
I decided not to reveal the secrets after some advice I got. However, clues are hidden as to Mira's fate, Mira's secret, throughout this last letter; in recurring words and odd phrases. Feel free to PM me if you wish to know.
Azure Bluet: ;-;
Dear Mira Green, December 24
Tomorrow will be a day that, for many of you, will be bright and joyous.
For me, it marks the end.
My name is Miracle Alycia Greene, and none of you will know me. Some of you may know me as Mira Alicia Green, or simply Mira Green. It's merely shadows of the name I was born with.
I write this letter to inform you that nothing remains. This letter will go from aura to aura until it reaches all who are willing to listen to shreds of my tale.
You see, once I was a normal girl. Now I'm but a shade of green.
Some people have asked me to tell them my stories, but I have never had the willingness nor the kindness. Some have called me a temptress, or weak, eccentric, but I am a letter writer, for it becomes increasingly apparent that letters are the only way I could ever tell my story.
Shades of it, at least.
For for me to tell you the real tale, I'd have to tell you its sister tales too.
My sisters in arms were the Hunters of Artemis, and I joined them very young. It was only after many long years that I left them, because they were not the sisters in arms I was looking for.
Camp Jupiter is a lovely place, but not one that could ever have held me. The Roman way may have been my own in blood but not in spirit, and so I didn't stay.
My father's name is Greene, and so should have been mine, but I did not keep it. I was orphaned as it may have been, and the loss of a father was never taken too hard. I was saved by a man whose name I almost took, if it had not already been my own.
My sister camp of Half-Blood was never where I was meant to be; I masqueraded as Greek, had been left with the task of living two lives.
My appearance is a result of livelihood lost.
My sister names of Alicia and Greene remain a mystery, though it's only a way to take some distance from the cold.
At the moment, I remain in Bavaria, where I have taken the name of Natalie and shed my skin for the other. When you receive the letter, I will have gone. I only remain here to allow a little bit of life to bleed through.
My secrets, you see, are not to be revealed; for to hear them might shock you more than you would know.
This letter won't be long, I promise; it's just to say goodbye. For there's nothing left on this Earth for me, and off it I mean to go.
It's not goodbye forever, just farewell for now.
Mira Green
Nymph of Faeryland