#randomthingsfromarp

My dear Ishmael,

I'm so happy I can finally write to you. I have missed you, oh so much. Everyone here knows about it (and I'm not lying when I say that the more I tell them about you, the more they're annoyed, and for saying this, they might unalive me for "saying bullshits").

Anyway, I hope you're doing very well. I don't know for you but I do miss you a lot and the moments we spent together.

I thought they would never let me write to you, because of things. They say that I keep having panic attacks and memory gaps. They keep saying that you hate me and you want me to die. You never said that. I love you, very much, Ishmael. Whenever I get out of the hospital, you will be the one I will go to. I just hope this will be soon.

Some other gods told me so much lies. They said you married the god of wisdom. Bullshit, that guy isn't even faithful and he's also a damn rapist. His sister told me about the atrocious things he's done to her and to others gods. I told her about what he's done to me. She said she knew about it and that I already told her. But I don't remember telling anyone. Even Elria and Sult told me that I already talked about it and they also said they were there when that idiotic pervert was physically harming me. I don't remember that either. I just remember you there, getting the pieces of glass out of my skin. You were crying and it broke my heart.

That's all I can remember for now.

But I think there's something happening in this hospital. Some patients are disappearing. Some nurses too. I mean, I wouldn't be this surprised if one of the patients was the one behind this. This is a mental institute after all.

Anyway, I'll stop here for now.

I love you and miss you so much, Ishmael. Please stay safe, especially around Martinus.

See you soon, I hope.