This continues on from the last chapter with the same rules.
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I have been called back to write more. I wish I could say that it is because the previous letter of mine was beloved by all. Alas, I am writing this before my first letter ever sees the light of day. Perhaps a second writing from me will simply inspire anger and frustration? I do not know. I will never know. I do not know how to feel about that piece of information. Am I simply being asked to write these to throw out into the void? To be burned on a fire? Will they be read?
I suppose these are pointless questions to pose in a letter I will never get a reply to. A letter that, if someone else is truly reading this, will know all the answers to these questions. Perhaps not though, perhaps these questions have made you think, and maybe that is better is it not? I tried to spend my first letter telling you about my day and in some ways I failed, while in other ways I succeeded.
