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Dear Ma,
Hopefully by the time you get this, we’ll be on our way home. From what it sounds like, after talking to the Inquisitor and Morrigan, it won’t look like it used to, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s still there. And you’ll be there.
We did it. All of us. I can’t wait to tell you every detail!
If I can describe it, that is. Still kind of wrapping my head around things. We fought gods. I shot arrows at the head of the Elven pantheon, in the Archon’s palace. Who does that?! We did, I guess.
We fought GODS.
And we won.
Sorry, I promise I’ll calm down by the time I get home. Or at least I think I will. Maybe I should take that promise back.
I can’t wait to see you!
And, since it’s a mess down there, I thought I’d bring some help. Taash is coming too, so we can get the farm right and help the neighbors rebuild. Because we can rebuild. It seemed impossible a few days ago, but now…nothing is impossible now.
And it’s the least I can do after all the worry I’ve caused you.
We have a couple of things to finish up here, but then we will head straight down to Ferelden. See you soon!
Your loving daughter,
Lace
P.S. Please do not mention: marriage, children, or anything related to either. Please. Love you.