Dear Treia,
I am sorry. I have to leave. Maybe someday, in some Tyle Sands, I will
see you again. Maybe... If only things would have gone right.
In Your Heart Always,
Alia
You ponder it, but come with no conclusions, only more questions. Are
you Treia? Or are you Alia? What is going on with the "Tyle
Sands" place? Where did you get this
letter?
Your hand touches the bottom of your pocket and you don't find
anything. But then your fingers close around a small note. It seems to
be
worn, and old. You open it. It seems to be a letter. But is it to you,
or from you? Your not sure, but you read the smeared ink of the letter
anyways. It says: