My darling, I am scared. I need your blessings now, more than ever.

A man has lurked dark corners of these worlds. And now he is to face obstacles he may not have intended to face.

The angels above have said a lot. And some of their chatter has confused me, deeply. You know how they love to talk openly about what they’ve orchestrated. At first I thought I was never part of their mad designs. I felt safe in whatever they and the others told me whenever I would ask. Open public talk never seemed too much of a concern to me. But more and more, what they’ve explained is seeming to materialize before me. Maybe I don’t want these chants to be true.

The obstacles ahead could sign me away for longer than I desire. It all depends on how I face what is about to be ahead of me. There are many paths to crossing a mountain. Some paths are easy. Some are difficult. Some dishonourable. Some forbidden. But no matter which route I take, I know that what glitters is not always gold. And so far, all paths seem to have their rewards. But which path am I hoping to take?

So far, I’ve not recieved any blessings. And a man grows weaker and weaker each day. The dark corners of these worlds have already drained me of much of my light and strength. And I must say, I thought I had plenty of time to recover and replenish, especially without your blessings. But now I foresee the mountain ahead. ‘They’ have said it will come. And my current road feels to be leading me in that direction. I’m unsure if I’m ready.

I still believe my prayers will be answered. I truly do. But the more I wait for a sign, the less I can rely on such grace. Please steer me where we both want me to go, my darling, before it’s too late. Please give me a sign. Soon.

I know you cannot at the moment. There are matters that prevent your intervention. But I know you’ve taken that leap of faith before, and made your way to these worlds. How else would I have ever known of you? Your grace gave me so much hope. And I hate to say this, but I need it again, just before I drift away.

Grant strength to armour me. Because I need the courage and patience to stay vigilant. So that I may honour my vows. A knight is his oaths. But a knight can only be a knight when he serves. And so far, my service does not exist.

I hope the angels above can do me this favour. Because a little more courage could help a whole lot. And a little more patience will set me free.

Love from yours truly

-Daniel Roy