Yule walked in silence towards the burrow where someone was waiting for her. Feeling rather dazed and in a bad mood she kept a steady paste in the hope the fresh air would clear her head from too many thoughts. Still holding in her hand a letter, she stopped for a moment to read again the words, ink smudged by tears and a barely legible handwriting, then shook her head and started walking once more.
Dear Yule,
I am writing this letter with a heavy heart and many tears rolling down my face. Something happened which changed my life forever and I do find very hard to come to terms with it. I feel scared and confused by words I cannot truly understand.I feel like all I knew and loved is slipping away from my hands like fine white sand...nothing will ever be the same...Yule,...I miss them so much and I need to find them even if this will be the last thing I do. I must do what my heart tells me to do, I must be myself, this will not be easy. I keep looking at the stars and at the moon every night...sleep does come eventually, but it is never enough. I dislike what is happening...I wish I could turn back time.
I shall hope from some wise words from you ...please help me find a way forward!
It was the middle of the night when Yule finally arrived at her destination. Someone was waiting for her. After a polite introduction and a few words Yule sat in a comfortable room by a roaring fireplace with a cup of tea in her hand. The time for her words came..she spoke honestly and seriously to the lad sitting in front of her....
