"It has been days now that I travel by night, hiding from him in fear of being burned again. How could I have been so stupid to think the sun was harmless to me? I hate myself for believing I deserve any form of redemption. Not after what I have done.
But I still have a voice in my head, something telling me to continue to walk. To find this village. A voice I can't comprehend, it is almost as if the universe was pushing me there. Something stronger than I.
Is it my mother or my father showing me the path to find them? I only have my questions left.
Where do I come from? Where do I go?"
"My last letter was a month ago. A lot of things happened and I had no time to describe the incredible turn of events I witnessed. The old man was already in the village when I arrived. It turns out he was the mayor and he was searching for a generous donation to the school.
