Dearest El,
It has been some weeks now since you went thither into the world. I have not heard of your lover since, but then I suspect that her friends are keeping her good company in your absence. My own friends are on the front; I fear that they shall not return this time. It seems as if every time I go out, there is always bad news to be heard from those beleaguered regions.
I have some news of my own for you: my lover has at last left me, as I had suspected that he might. He informed me yesterday, when the first stars began to spill their silver light onto the world below. How I wish you had been there! You would have kept me company when I needed it most, for with you gone also, I have no one left. This letter will never reach you, I know -- but this, at least, offers me the comfort of believing that somehow you will know of my sorrow and share in it. What am I to do, Rabbit? My heart is breaking and the only one who could soothe it is far away from me, seeking his fortune.
No matter. I am strong; I will survive. I will live. I have succeeded in much more difficult tasks than that of rending my heart from someone as undeserving as He. As always, my friend... I pray that you will return soon, safe and sound.
Faelalan
