the girl who stole the stars
My dear Kid
How are you doing?
I wonder how old you are
as you read this letter
Perhaps you've matured into
a beautiful woman, raising a
happy family, by now
I was hoping to talk to you in
person when you were old enough,
but just in case something happens,
I'm writing my feelings down on paper and leaving it to Luccia.
Perhaps you already know...
or perhaps you yourself are
also caught up in some
historic crisis as a result
of all this.
but anyway...
My friands and I did something which changed your future
in order to save the world
but sometimes I think of the darker side of what we did
what has become of the future that was "once" suppossed to have existed?
where did the "time" that now is no longer allowed to exist "go"?
though it is true that thanks to our altering of the flow of history
we were able to save so many lives
and prevent so much sadness and suffering..
but we have also caused the deaths of so many that were meant to have come
into existence in the timeline we destroyed as well as the sadness which
you are encompassing now
Kid. when i think of you
i remember someone i once
met a long long time ago
in the distant past
someday i'll tell you about her
when you are ready to know of your real name and heritage
i'm not the slightest bit worried about you
for i know out there "he" will always be there for you
of perhaps he has already found you
and is there by your side as you read this?
well anyway kid.
until we meet again
farewell
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
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