Epilogue:
An Unopened Letter
My own;
Are you getting these wherever you are? I know the answer is no; I can see the proof in this steadily growing pile. And yet, every time, I hope there will be a response. As if my words can somehow reach you. As if it's so easy for you to reach back to me.
Dear one, I wish you could see your daughter. She grows more like you by the day. Cunning, powerful, kind—dare I say wise? She struggles with what she must do, but I know you would be proud. I certainly am.
She asks of you often. And I am running out of stories to tell her. Not because I've relayed all of your deeds, only just that I don't know what to say. She Sees so much, but she only sees you in a certain light. Do I dare ruin that for her? Do I only speak of your good deeds? Do I spare her the tales of those you have sacrificed to reach your goals?
I fear what may happen if she catches me in a lie. I cannot lose her as I have lost you. And so I will tell her everything. If only because she deserves to know the truth. Perhaps, when you return, you will forgive me. We both know you've forgiven much worse of me in the past.
Until then, I remain your loyal attendant.
AN: Hmm...now where did this come from? Perhaps the narrator dropped it? Well, wherever it came from, I leave the fate of this series in your hands. Do you want Blackout? If yes, I'll post it when it's ready. If not, I'll drop the series. Cheers. To everyone who read, reviewed, favourited, or followed, thank you! I hope to see you again in the future. Until we meet again.