My Dearest Sister,
Words cannot begin to explain what must be made clear to you. I've no way of knowing when you might read this, if ever, but I simply had to try. I need you to know that I am, at least as I write this to you, alive. Father has disowned me, as hard as that may be to believe. I am now making my way North with a small group of merchants. I've no idea where I will end, but I do hope we can find a way to once again be sisters and laugh, cry, embrace and speak together once more. I will miss you with overwhelming pain, but we both must keep moving forward. We can never see each other again if we do not keep moving. Even if you find I have died, I want you to remain fully alive, in my memory. I know this will be so very hard for you, but I do not wish for your life to be wasted simply because of something I did, or something that happened to me. But do not lose hope, dearest, for I feel strongly that we shall look upon each other's faces once more. Know that this is not how I would wish for it to be and I would never leave you out of my own choice. I love you with all my heart.
Please wear this necklace I am leaving for you. You know how much I have treasured it, and I wish for you to have something left from me. When the time should come for us to meet again, perhaps it will come in use. Stay out of trouble, dearest. Live on.
