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Letter to a Loved Brother[/color][/center][/b]
[/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=A24AFF][I]Jörmungandr's residence[/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=A24AFF][b]HEL: GODDESS OF HELHEIM[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][indent][i][color=gray]Dear brother

It’s been too long. I know that. In all these years I wish I had found you sooner. Every year I wished to write this letter. But now that ink is hitting paper, I am finding myself at a loss of words. You must hate me. Feel that I have abandoned you. I cannot express in words how much I wanted to find and visit you. Even before the Colossus wretched us from our godhood. But I believe, in my heart, that the Æsir would not have allowed it. But that is not the sole reason. I must confess now that while my heart yearns to see you, we should not meet. I will confide in you, Jörmungandr. I am afraid. Truly afraid of the long winter that will come. That is why we should not see each other and I hope you can forgive me for that. And I hope you can forgive me for all of my other failings.

So how have you been? I hope you have found your little corner in this admittingly small world. Being a mortal, a man no less must truly be strange to you. Did you find your twist in Seattle? How were things in Washington? And everything before that? I am sorry, I have a hundred questions that should’ve been asked over a thousand and seven-hundred years. But I hope, truly, that you will write me back.

Your ever-loving sister
Hel[/color][/i][/indent][/indent][/indent][color=gray][right][sub]Interacting with: Jörmungandr([@Gothelk])[/sub][/right][/color]