My most esteemed Claudette,
I regret that I have not taken the time to pen a letter to ye until now. I would ask that ye grant me some mercy on that very point, indulge in the reading of it, and perhaps even pen a response.
I would also ask that ye also permit me to speak my mind and heart plainly.
Your empyrean beauty impressed indelibly upon me when first we crossed paths at the observatory. Others sought a malevolent creature, but when I saw ye, I knew that I beheld a winged dove, left lame by forces that overwhelmed ye. My thoughts have turned ever back to ye since that day, despite the time and the distance that has separated us.
My imaginings of ye and I fettering endless, joyous hours together hold me captive even now. I fear that may never become a reality, so I write this that ye may know it is a burning desire within me that we should get to know each other intimately, even though the fates and powers may stand against it.
I have been sojourning now in the Tejas Territories for a spell now, following what we believe to be a trail that has led from Redwater, to Innix Cross in the Emerald Isle, through to Galveston and now Houston. It is no longer any secret that I follow my twin sister, who has become utterly mad and malevolent. I understand fully now I am fated to bring her and her vile machinations to a finality by ending her.
I have met with an oracle of my prolonged acquaintance that has revealed to me the nature of my death. This has not shaken nor afeared me, nay, it has given me a steadfast resolve.
Even though it means that ending Caitlyn will most assuredly end me.
I will leave ye finally with the notion that I care not for token sympathy, bet merely that ye have the knowledge that my thoughts and desires will always turn toward ye. Ye will always possess my most kindly affections Claudette.
I pray this letter finds ye well and anticipate your response.
Ever your servant, Jonah “Cuchulainn” Sterling
a.k.a. Craven Nathaniel Stirge