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Edelgard von Hresvelg
Imperial Year 1881
27th of the Lone Moon
The night is blinding. It was hard to find the way back home.
I feel myself losing my grip on you, but it’s worth the risk to brave the cold weather, threatening to further tear us apart.
No matter where you are, I will find you. Please, my teacher, my love, hold on for your life. It cannot be time, I will not say goodbye.
The fear of losing you is pulling me in deep, like an undertow… but as I always have, I will escape the hands of fate, before it knows I have, all to find you.
Hold on to your life, my professor, because no matter where you are, whether it's heaven or hell, I will find you.
