Legends of Belariath
Victoria Celas
Letter to Morgan
This letter was given to Morgan on the day before his departure. The writing looks a little scribbled, as if she learned of his departure at the last minute, and scrambled to share her feelings with him before he left her for some time. The end of the letter has a small drop of blood spattered upon it.
My dearest dragon Morgan,
By the time you read this, I’ll probably be on my way to my master’s castle. My confusion and feelings about life have driven me to think about who I really am, and why I still exist even after my death. Although the main reason I’m going to his castle is that I’m quite confused about the way I’m showing my love to you. I’ve given Angel many gifts and... I’ve given you hardly anything. I feel guilty about that, but somehow I realize that by giving you more things, that won’t change the situation for me in any way. Even if I have the most money in the world, somehow I don’t think I would be able to satisfy you in the way I think is necessary. I love you, I honestly do. I just... can’t show it the best way I think is possible. Forgive me for rambling on like this. I’m love struck with you, and I don’t even know where to begin loving you. Maybe it’s my new nature, and maybe it’s just who I always was. Whatever it is, I’ll find a way to solve this whole thing.
Morgan, I haven’t given up all hope. Ever since I received my wings, I’ve felt this certain sense of duty and responsibility that I must commit to. This has, unfortunately, caused me to make a few enemies whose pasts are quite shady in nature. I know you wish for my safety and I thank you for your concern. These are problems I must face alone though. My strength will increase and I shall overcome my weaknesses to face them in battle. You must become stronger as well, for I will not be willing to drag along my love that has fallen in battle. If you fell, I would, no doubt, regress to a state in which my humanity itself would be questioned; a sort of rage and ferociousness that would cause me to destroy those around me... possibly those who I care for and love immensely. I pray that this day of reckoning will never come.
Humans are quite bitter beings. This I’ve found from the time I traveled the towns after my death. These people, who were angry at every little thing, thought that their anger would help them solve their problems. This anger fueled their hate and rage, causing them to lash out at others. Taking a life is no way to solve a problem. And then there are the people who believe their life means nothing to them, and are willing to remove themselves from this plane of existence because they think that this world means nothing to them. Taking your life is the greatest sin that one could commit. And I have tried to attempt it once before. Please, do not share that with Angel. If she found out I tried to commit suicide, she would, no doubt, take out her rage and frustrations on the inn. The inn would survive, but the patrons would not. My dragon, I warn you again, do not tell this to Angel Draconus, for you will awake a sleeping dragon, who will seek vengeance upon those who would desire to hurt her love. You would act the same way too, but I believe you might understand me a little more to ask me why I attempt these things. I’ll be alright Morgan. My fears when quenched when my master, the man who saved my life, paid me a visit and explained to me why I felt that way. I’ve changed Morgan, very much so. If I were to walk in here without having been slain before, I probably wouldn’t have even given you the time of day. Morgan, I’m glad I perished. For if I didn’t, I would still be guarding the castle, unaware of any of your presences. Believe me Morgan. I love you as much as my heart could possibly love someone. I’m just unaware of how to show it yet. Morgan, my dragon, I leave you with these words that my first mentor told me:
-Il a deux choses qui sont combattues sur le champ de bataille, un est guerre et l'autre est amour. La guerre peut être gagnée facilement avec la force et les qualifications et des tours, mais amour, l'amour est une bataille qu'un côté ni l'autre peut seul gagner. Tous les deux doivent aimer gagner. -
With all my love to you,
Victoria Celas