Dated 23rd of the ███████ Moon, 1181.
Soon, my journal will run out of pages, and I’ll tuck it into the bottom drawer of my desk, along with every letter I’ve written to you. Perhaps my words will never reach you– you’re farther away than I could have ever imagined, and I assume the Great Goddess Messenger has better things to do than pass along the sentiments of a lonely child.
Even still, there are so many things I wish to ask you. Did you ever fall in love, Mother? What does it feel like? Is your answer different than mine?
I teetered on the edge of the abyss for so long! When I fell in love, I fell headfirst into the deep unknown. With my eyes clenched shut, I thought something down there would swallow me whole, or burrow into my stomach and eat me alive from the inside out.
Yet, when I opened my eyes, the unknown glittered with a thousand lights. Had the sun polluted the sky so greatly that it blinded me from the stars?
The North Star opened my chest– my soul tore itself from my throat as he cradled my still-beating heart in his hands. I could do nothing but weep silently and think: Am I truly a man worth holding so gently, if I am indeed a man at all?
Even now, I can still do nothing but watch, waiting, wondering if one day his arms will grow tired and he’ll crush my core, letting me bleed out into the seeming nothingness of the glittering abyss.
I hope that he never does. I hope that one day, I find the courage to bring my star to you, and I hope that when I do, I will shine just as brightly as he does.
Forever missing you,
your darling Lorrie