Lucia...
Darkness takes my dreams and turns them foul of late, more than the normality I had grown to endure. Always broken away by dawn's first light and memory of your smile. My eyes close in memoriam at each memory or whisper of the name of your mark.
Winters have passed by in your absence but those dreams, turned terror, bring it to but a yesterday thought. My writings here to you are but the only communication I have to the life I knew and the one I one day will see again.
I answered the call, as you know I would, as I always had and always will. Fought against the kind that took you from my arms and my lips. I threw myself into that battle; as I do all; hoping to, in flashes, see your eyes look back to me from afar.
You always knew what to say, or how to look in order for the Land to make sense to me. Without this; I am just another faceless fool stumbling in the darkness. I know upon a morn, in the distance we shall meet; and on this day I will know joy and peace.
But not until the Man who took your life repays it with his own.
Now, to sleep and hearing your voice sing me unto the morning once again.
Always,
Aric
