Dear Metie,
Of all the letters I’ve written, this is the one I saved for last. I think because I don’t even really know what to say - or even where to start. I’m going to try, though.

Truthfully, I haven’t told you that much about my life. Or… really, what’s to come after it. I’m dead, at home, sort of. I’ve got a position a bit like Emet’s, but it’s a little different. In short words, it means that I’ll never be able to interact with anyone again - at least, not until they’re dead. Before you get sad, though - I don’t want you to be sad - I want you to know that I chose this. I chose it, and I won’t look back, because I did it for love. For my sister.

So, these letters are something of a goodbye, but they’re my last chance to be remembered, too.

Metie. My little bluebird. I’m so fucking proud of you, do you know that? You’ve done so much, here. You’ve been through so much, but here you are on the other side. Still blue feathers. Still shining. Still bright. I thought about you every day when you were gone, because losing you broke my heart. Truthfully, I’m not good at letting go of things that I love - that’s why I’m the one who’s leaving this time.

I’ve been so lucky to get to know you.

Thank you for everything. For every ‘emotional hug’, for every song. For getting the chance to fly together, small as it was. Thank you for relying on me. If I could help you just a little while you were here to cope with some of the pain that you went through, then I think I can go happily, you know? No regrets. Just the hope that the people I love, people like you, will thrive when I’m gone.

I’m leaving you a couple of little presents to take back. I woke up with this little doll when I got here. ‘m not sure why it was shaped like this, but, I think it’d be nice for you to have, so you know somewhere - there’s always a raven watching over you, Metie. Always. Even though I’m gone, I won’t be far away. Sing me a song. Maybe I’ll find a way to listen.

I love you, Metie. Thank you for everything. It’s been an honor to know you.
Love,
Vax’ildan