Tw: mentions of de@th. … Dear Marlin… It’s been a w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶ second, hasn’t it? Since I last saw you Living. I still remember seeing you peacefully lying in the snow. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to see you again. I̶ ̶w̶o̶n̶t̶ Best of wishes, Daisy … Dear Marlin… S̶o̶r̶r̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶- The last letter was short. Too short. I must’ve not been thinking. When I tried to write something for you. It’s only been a few moons, yet the memories have already begun to fog. It’s almost newleaf. I still remember you saying to me that you would teach me how to swim. Too late for that, I guess. From, Daisy … Dear Marlin… The days are getting longer, the trees blooming. But I still feel more alone than ever. P̶l̶e̶a̶s̶e̶ c̶o̶m̶e̶ b̶a̶c̶k̶. I still ponder what would’ve happened if you never went to the arena. If you wouldn’t have d!ed from the !njuries. If I would’ve already expressed my love for you. Maybe I would have joined your clan so I wouldn’t have to only see you on border patrols. I guess fate had other plans. Love, Daisy … Dear Marlin… Feels longer than forever, cats already seeming to forget your name. Hopefully I won’t. The world must dislike me. It didn’t give us a long enough time together. I wish to go back home. To where no one will ever find me again. b̶u̶t̶ ̶I̶d̶ ̶t̶e̶l̶l̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ ̶I̶ ̶a̶m̶. Love, Daisy … Dear Marlin… My dreams have been odd lately. De@d cats coming back to life. My brother being more alive than ever. I forgot to tell him to ask you how you were. I̶f̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶r̶e̶a̶c̶h̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶. I think that I might already be starting to forget who you were. Best regards, Daisy … Dear MarlinMassacre. [10 moons] I… I don’t know what to even write. I guess… I k!led a cat. I don’t even remember why. Maybe it was a fight. A̶m̶ ̶I̶ ̶a̶ ̶b̶a̶d̶ ̶c̶a̶t̶?̶ Salutations, Daisy … Dear MarlinMassacre… It’s been so long. I think I even met one of your children. They said that he was your son. Said that their name was StarfishSaunter. It reminded me that you had left a long time ago. And your kits were already warriors. I never knew you had kits. It’s surprising, because he never knew who their father was. It can’t be me, right? I sometimes wish more than ever that you were here to tell me if they are or aren’t. Good-bye, Daisy. … Dear Marlin… I feel so old now. My bones becoming weaker and my memory slowly leaving. It feels like it was almost yesterday when I first met you. But, I can’t remember your eyes or face. I’m not even sure if the afterlife is even real anymore. If it is just a way for me to l̶e̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶ escape reality. I hope that it is real. Or else I’ve been waiting for nothing. Farewell, Daisy. …
