Dear Sans

by Tired TM

Sequel/companion to Letters to Papyrus Non-letter chapter written by THE-MORNINGSTAR-DEVIL

5. Response 5: Understanding

Dear Sans,

I'm sorry. You're holding on so hard, but I can tell your grip is slipping. The days are indistinct now, and when you do sleep, it's fitful. It's been so long since you ate, that your magic is running low. Every move you make is shaky, and I can tell that you're giving up.

It's OK, brother. I understand.

Papyrus