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Day 18: The Wanderer
My dearest,
Troubled times have hit Delta. We face an unknown foe and are on the verge of total chaos. In all my years on this plane, all the paths I have walked, never have I seen anything like this. I do not know if the path that once led me to you will remain long enough for my return. As a precaution I send you this letter in case of… well, just in case.
It has been some time since we last saw each other face to face. This life of mine has had its perks, but also its drawbacks. Over the many years I have managed to see nearly every corner of Delta. I have spoken with some wise people, great alchemists and engineers, patrons of the highest rank of the Order. I feel as though if I had just a little more time I would have finally found what we were looking for… found a way for you to join me.
The canyons near Solis were beautiful, such a sight. You would have loved it. In all my travels I think that was my favourite place to rest. I remember there was one fellow I met there, from the north somewhere. We spoke for quite some time, and I mentioned our particular predicament. He understood the loss we suffered, and wished to help us. He was one of the few who would look upon me as an equal, see the quality of my soul. He promised me he would help. I would rendezvous with him every time we both passed through Solis. Always the same. He was getting close, but never quite close enough. I told him I would continue on my path and when ours crossed again he would update me on his research.
I received a letter from one of his attendants some years after these meetings had begun. He had made a breakthrough and wanted me to come to Engar, the city he resided in up north, to see what he had accomplished. So, naturally I went. It was about this time that news of Kane’s destruction was learned. By the time I made it to Engar, it was in complete disarray. People were scattered, panicked, and confused by what was happening. I asked around as best as I could to find out where the alchemist had gone, but no one knew.
I headed south. I did what only seemed natural: I headed for Solis. Instinctively I believed that he would be there. We had a common bond, a common goal, surely he must think to head there as well.
Whether he was there or not, I was to never find out. I was met at the gates to Solis by two guards, who told me to leave immediately. I pleaded with them to let me through, that I was a mere wanderer looking for this particular man. They insisted I turn around or be faced with death. I tried to give them the man’s name, to find out if he made it inside. They would not listen. After all this searching, after so many years of trying, I failed. The walls of Solis stood between me and salvation. Between me… and you. I could not contain it. I wept. I wept with the knowledge of what this meant. My search had been cut short by the swift hand of fate.
So I write this, knowing it will not reach you. Knowing you will never see these words. Knowing you will forever sleep. Perhaps it is for the best. The world I find myself in now is not fit for any living being. I am running out of places to go… perhaps I should take one final foray.. into the Void.
With love,
Z
