Dear Sirius Black,
I didn't expect to write you another letter. I thought it was just a weird coping mechanism. Guess it still is.
Last night was my first full moon alone in years. It was worse than all the transformations before I had you guys. The wolf doesn't know that his friends are all either dead or the reason his other friends are dead. I don't remember much, but I remember howling for you, thinking you abandoned me. I guess I was right.
-Moony
