June 10th
Dear Ichigo,
You may only ever see me as your stalker, but I do hope I've left some impression on you, be it good or bad. Cyniclonia has been prospering since the mew aqua you so graciously gave us. In fact, Pai, Taruto, and I have been chosen to assume the roles of the High Council Chairmen! How, you may ask, was I chosen? Well, you see, I am the strongest fighter on our planet. Pai is our smartest scientist, and Taruto our best botanist, a revered ability for out kind.
As smoothly as things have been going here, I still find myself constantly hooked on the thought of you. Often have I wondered how you are doing. "Is she doing well?" I ask myself on my morning walks. "How beautiful she must look!" I say to my friends. "She must be having such fun," To my family. Needless to say, you have gained quite a reputation as "The Unnamed Mistress". All the females of our society abhor you, and the men are curious, to say the least. Knowing you, the attention would make you nervous and tense. You would snap at whoever insulted you first, and stutter around any complements thrown your way.
You must often wonder how I have described my home planet as paradise even through its hash conditions. We have kept dutiful record of our past, including paintings and holograms of the scenery. Luscious sunset-colored grass coats lilac hills. Spiraling yellow trees sweep close to the ground, bearing the heavy burden of orange fruits. Sometimes I ponder how we let such beauty decay into the ruin it was when I left. Our old cities gleamed with metallic shine, reaching high to the clouds. A bluish tinted star that we call "The Eye of God" keeps its watchful gaze on us, like a parent watches their children. Swathes of iridescent plains are dotted with dunes and lakes. I wish I could take you here someday. You would love it dearly.
Now that I am back, my younger siblings have begged me to regale them with stories of my stay, expecially you and the mews. The kids have all made fairy tales, of the Green Knight, the Strawberry Princess, the evil Blue Lord. In them, you have been stolen away by the minions of a golden haired monster known as the Blue Lord. I, the Green Knight, am tasked with saving you by our leader, Indigo. I defeat the evil monster, but to save me from certain death, Indigo gives his life fro mine. If only this were true.
Enough from me, I'm sure you wish to get back to your days, your dates with that Perfect boy of yours. I finish now, and hope to write again soon.
Wishing you well,
Ikisatashi Kisshu