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[Dear teacher (teacher crossed out) Matthew:
How have you been?
I'm sitting on a bench outside the Prancing Pony Inn on the Upper East Side of Jade Court, writing to you.
It had been half a month since I came to Jade Court. Before I set off, I had all sorts of unrealistic fantasies about the journey, but after leaving Rolling Stone Town, I realized that it was very different from what I had imagined. I guessed that it was because my knowledge was too poor.
Many things happened on the road that caught me off guard, and I had no one to talk about them with.
From the first day I came here, I often missed the people of Rolling Stone Town. I missed my father, mother, Sif, and you.
Please forgive me for my boldness that day. As you said, I actually don't understand necromancers. I don't know why I subconsciously felt fear. Perhaps I was held back by the fear of the secular world. Now that I think about it, I was more at a loss at that time.
