Remember Olive? So she's a prophet. Like a big deal Yolena style prophet. And I know it. And I've always known it but I didn't know. Like my whole reason for existing was to get her and a rock together and bring her to a place in the woods.
But now that's done. I don't know if I have a purpose anymore. Everything was so clear for a few moments when I was neck deep in shit and all my friends were dying around me, but when things calm down all that clarity disappears. It's like trying to hold on to snowflakes.
You were always the level headed one. I could really use some sensible advice, or maybe just a chat.
Any chance you're going to make it to the Inn this winter?
Looking forward to hearing from you,