Firilia, It's been ... ages. I've failed. I know it. Even now, I write in this and know your eyes will never see it. I got the medicine. As promised. The one thing I ever managed to do successfully for this family. And I return only to find that Falinesti is no longer here. Would you believe me if you read this? Do you think I'm a failure even now? Did our daughter survive the illness? She wouldn't know me even then. I was never there for either of you. Why is it I'm not allowed to make amends? I want to make it right. I was going to make it right.
Attributes | Values |
---|---|
rdfs:label |
|
rdfs:comment |
|
dcterms:subject | |
FullTitle |
|
dbkwik:elder-scrol...iPageUsesTemplate | |
dbkwik:elderscroll...iPageUsesTemplate | |
Author |
|
collection | |
Title |
|
abstract |
|