Letter 1 "To my beloved sister"
To my beloved sister, Amelia. Sister, I miss you dearly, and the tears I shed can confirm. Our Lord and only Savior whom have heard my screeching sorrows and pleas can affirm. Even the heart that thumps in my very own body can promise you that it bled countless times at the thought of you being far away. You are my most treasured pearl in an ocean of pure despair and agony. Every prayer that I make whispers your name to our creator. Your name nursed the broken doe in my meadow, your memory calmed every sea of turmoil in my vast roots of emotion, emotions I can't even describe. Sister, forgive me. For I am not a poet and cannot describe your beauty with this withered tongue. Sister, please believe me when I say that you are my one and only muse, the one that makes me want to create innumerable poems and art to please you. You're like the bright moon, your soft hue guides me to you every time I am lost in the desert of dementia that I gathered grain by grain. But sister, wise men...