Unread letters

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Chapter 4

Dated two hundred fifty years after incident.

After many years dear sister I finally perfected the art of star arranging I have to say I do feel good about myself. Is this how you felt every time you made the night sky?

Even though I now find joy in arranging the stars I slowly begin to realize why you did it. So many hours and love go into making the night. Only to be unseen by the ones you make it for. Since I have realized the reason you did it. Do I condone it? Truthfully I do not know. What you did was wrong even if you had a valid reason. The question I ask myself is. If I had taken the night and you the day would that have made a difference? I guess I will never know

Sincerely Tia