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My dear Lumine,
I trust this letter finds you well. Please rest assured you need not fret over me so. I am taking breaks from experiments, eating regularly, and visiting Mondstadt to see Klee, Sucrose, and the others every once in a while. And, curiously enough, Dragonspine does not feel as barren and lifeless as it once did.
Not so long ago, after long days of research, I would sit outside my campsite. The chill would seep into me. I’d listen to the wind cry like a lost child and gaze at Durin’s bones. My brother, Durin, killed after losing control. His remains lay half-buried in the snow, alone and forgotten. I would ask myself: would I suffer the same fate one day? Only the wind would answer me.
Though, now, whenever I am alone, I hear the echo of your laughter in the wind. When it’s cold, I recall the warmth I’d feel when in your presence. I often find myself sketching your portrait and gazing at your smile. Life was once empty and bleak, but now I no longer dread the cold nights on Dragonspine or fear my fate will be the same as Durin. So thank you for being in my life. For giving me hope that together we’ll find a way to prevent my loss of control. And while we’re apart for now, it’s necessary. We’re both endeavoring to reach our goals: you to find your brother and I to find the truth of this world. But I already know one truth: our devotion for each other will not waver. We will never be alone again.
So be safe. Stay strong. Keep searching. Dragonspine is cold without you, but my memories of you will keep me warm until we meet again.
Albedo