A/N: Here's the official start of the letter writing. Let's hope this goes on for a while, ja?

The Witch Princess raised her eyebrow as she got her letter from the Harvest Goddess. Chuckling to herself, she set about to her so-called "mission" when an envelope popped up in front of her. Patterns of roses covered the stationery as it sends out a soft, gentle scent. At the back, it was written To Chelsea.

The deity knew that it was forbidden to trespass on private property. It was one of the few rules she can't break. With a snap of her fingers and a short incantation on her part, she could detect the emotions ridden on the letter.

"They didn't say I can't check if they're just messing with me, right?" she whispered to herself. A dark bluish aura emanated from the tips of the letter and it was enough for the witch to stop her spell. Her fingers felt cold… and dull. But not dark nor evil.

"Better deliver this quickly before it freezes me to death."

She tucked the envelope in her satchel and flew off to the farmer's ranch where she gently placed it in the mailbox.

"I hope this works."

Dearest Chelsea,

How have you been? It's been a while since I've last heard from you. Has it been…three? Four years? We definitely need to catch up on a few things, then.

Being in the city is a tremendously different experience compared to living in the islands. You get to immense yourself in the bustling lights of the nightlife and vibrant atmosphere it offers. There are all sorts of food to try, all kinds of places to explore and all types of people to interact with.

But, of course, I can never do that since my father has insisted I finally finish my studies. He has a point, really, since he only wants the best for me. I'm going to a prestigious school thousands of students dream of attending to… yet it also has its downsides. With all the new people around the campus, it gets quite hard to mingle sometimes. Especially since society places a lot of pressure around our lot that, sometimes, our little social lives hardly matter anymore.

Speaking on social lives, I've only heard this from my cousin there and he's said that you're under a lot of hot water as well. I can't truly grasp the situation you're in since Will didn't want to divulge too much information.

But I'll say this, though. Don't ever give up on your journey. You've traveled so far, dear. It'd be such a waste if you threw it all away. If people ever hurt you, remember that there are more people out there who love and cherish every moment with you. It's a tough process getting over those painful hurdles and moving on from them unscathed. It's difficult, but not impossible.

Don't be afraid to ask for help, too. It'll be risky bottling up all that negative energy inside of you and releasing it to no one. No matter where you'll go, there will always be people who are willing to help you.

If you wish to tell me more, I'm here ready to listen. I don't know how our friendship ended years ago. But I hope you consider rekindling it with me once more. Lovers may come and go, but friends are forever.

Write back soon, dear. I'll be waiting.

Lovingly yours,
Sabrina