Dear Damion,
I hope this letter finds you well. Lately, I have been lying in bed, unable to shake the thoughts swirling in my mind.
You are a dear friend to me, almost like a little brother, and the idea of you losing your life in this conflict terrifies me.
I find myself questioning whether or not I have the power to change the outcome of this situation.
If I were to intervene, would I be altering the entire story? Would it prevent Caesar from reaching his final destination and becoming the King he is meant to be?
It's strange, but I now understand why characters that transmigrated into novels refuse to alter the course of events. The original ending is supposed to be the best outcome, even if it means sacrificing some lives.
But the thought of standing iddle and letting everyone die fills me with an overwhelming sense of guilt.
Damion, I truly wish I had the answers, the solution that would ensure your safety and the success of this war.
Maybe it's just my fear speaking, but I cannot bear the thought of losing you. I want to see you thrive, I want to witness the future that awaits you.
Please know that these words come from a place of concern and love. I will continue to wrestle with these thoughts, hoping to find a way to preserve the lives of those dear to me without jeopardizing the greater purpose. Until then, stay strong, my dear friend.
Yours sincerely,
Rahua
I stared at letter. I can't send this. Is just a lot of gibberish that he would not understand, he would definitely think that I'm a lunatic.
I sighted. In all seriousness I don't know what to tell him.
I lay my head on my arms while I was sitting by dinner table.
"My dear what are you doing?" Mother made me jump out of my sit.
"Nothing. " I say while gathering all the papers of very useless letters that I had laying around.
"Are you going to find Mr.Cirius today?" She said no longer caring for the weird things I do.
"Yes later, I will be picking up Saya and Kira, they went to learn a little bit of Magic."
"We want to go with you big sister, please!!!" The twins grabbed on my dress pleading while I held my letters against my chest.
"Yes, yes. Big sister only has to finish some letters to big brother. " They looked at eachother.
"We too want to send a letter to big brother." They said jumping up and down. Since when have these kids become so demanding.
I sighted and gave each one a piece of paper.
"If you don't know what write just draw something.
"Yes!" They say in unison.
Maybe I should just draw something. I laugh at that thought. I have been all morning wondering what should I write, I can't waste time like that.
" Big Sister, we are done. " They both said making me comeback from my useless thoughts.
I watched as the twins proudly showed me their drawings, their innocent faces beaming with joy. Despite the chaos in my mind, their simple artwork brought a smile to my face. Maybe, just maybe, this was a sign.
I quickly put the letters I had been struggling with aside, realizing that perhaps words were not enough. Maybe it was time to show Damion, how much he meant to us in a different way.
I led the twins upstairs to the rooms, helping them get clean and dressed before leaving. As they excitedly changed into their favorite new outfits, that mother prepared for them, I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth, looking at their joy.
I grabbed a fresh sheet of paper and a set of colored pencils. Instead of pouring my thoughts onto the page, I began to draw. With each stroke, I poured my hopes, my fears, and my unwavering support into the artwork.
As I carefully folded the drawing and tucked it into an envelope. I gathered the letters and the drawings, ready to head out.
Today, I would find Mr. Cirius and deliver these heartfelt letters.
We may not have all the answers, but we would make it clear to Damion, that he had friends waiting for him to comeback.
As the twins bounded down the stairs, eager to make their delievery reach their big brother hands, I couldn't help but to chuckle, this little ones happyness, it was very contagious.
And so, we went on our way, the twins playing around while we walked.
Soon we arrived the Mr. Cirius house, there Saya was learning the tricks and secrets behind the of creating a portal.
Kira watched supporting the sister that had failed time and time again at creating anything magical .
I watched as Saya concentrated, her brow furrowed in determination. Mr. Cirius patiently guided her through the process, explaining the intricacies of creating a portal.
Kira stood on the side offering her support.
As Saya attempted to conjure her first portal, I couldn't help but to feel a glimmer of hope, that she would succeed. But so far, her attempts had fallen short.
Still, I admired her resilience and willingness to keep trying.
Kira, held the twins hands while silently cheering for Saya.
As time passed, Saya's frustration grew. She was on the verge of giving up when Mr. Cirius, with a gentle smile, reminded her that failure was a part of the learning process.
"Keep in mind that you still haven't awaken your magic, so don't feel discouraged to keep trying."
He encouraged her to keep pushing forward despite the setbacks.
Saya took a deep breath and gave it one final try. However still nothing happend.
"It's okay, I am sure that you will manage, with enough practice, today was your first attempt anyways." I said smiling. She hugged me happly.
I was glad that she didn't take it to heart and kept on smiling, despite the frustration, she was displaying just a second ago.
"Hello Mr. Cirius. "
"Hello Rahua. " He looked at my hand with the letters we had prepare. " I believe those are for me to deliver, correct?"
I nodded, somehow I felt shy. I don't know how my letter will be perceived, but I do hope, he doesn't get mad.