[Sorey is already digging into the food when he sees the box. He glances up at Dezel, sets aside his utensils and pries open the lid. The paper is old but preserved, maybe even by way of seraphic artes, because that's absolutely Rose's original handwriting on this thousand-year-old letter.
Sorey unfolds it as if caring for a sacred altar cloth, laying it atop the table and smoothing it open. He reads the letter in its entirety, then again, and a third time with his lips pressed in a thin line as he fights back against tears for what feels like the millionth time.]
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Date: 2017-01-19 06:48 am (UTC)Sorey unfolds it as if caring for a sacred altar cloth, laying it atop the table and smoothing it open. He reads the letter in its entirety, then again, and a third time with his lips pressed in a thin line as he fights back against tears for what feels like the millionth time.]
...do you know what it says?