Dear Eli,

By the time this letter reached to your hand, I'm afraid that I had already gone for a new journey. I didn't have the courage to take you along with me, even though how lonely it would be to be alone like this.

When I first arrived at that manor, I had always assumed in my mind that I would forever be a misfit who could not fit in with anyone, that things would just be the same as they had been since I was in school. But thanks to you who always keep trying to befriend with me, I was able to create a memorable time with everyone.

I still remember your figure coming to me at that day. That you, even though you had only come here for a very short time before me, was the first person to come to talk to me, despite how annoyed I had been showing with everyone before that.

I still remember how you dragged me out of the room just to dine with someone else. Even though I didn't like living people at all, or even hated them, the meals with you and the others weren't bad at all.

I still remember your warm voice, which you used to talk to me. You helped me communicate with others through yourself. I'm not inherently a good at socializing person, but if the fact that I and others talk every day can make you compliment me "Aesop is also working hard today", it shouldn't be too difficult to do.

I still remember your every gentle gesture. The way you treated everyone was filled with warmth, no matter what kind that person was. You may not know this, but to me, you're really like sunshine shining on my gray soul.

I still remember how your face glowed every time you mentioned your beloved fiancée. Your shining blue eyes lit up every time you talked about her, despite the fact that it had always been hidden by the blindfold you always wore on your face. From the way you told your story, I truly believe that you two deserved a happier ending than what you had to go through.

But you know what, even though all these above lines are true, I'm afraid I can't say that I don't have any feelings of grief.

I still remember, that day, after listening to you share your story, the emotion that lingered in my heart was only pain. And in that very moment, I realized that I had fallen in love without noticing before. It is extremely ironic that someone like me could develop feelings for a man who has made a vow to another girl.

There was a time when I deliberately avoided you, despite your questions about whether you had done anything wrong, just because I didn't have the guts to face you. I avoided you in the hope that the emotion I hold to you was only a momentary vibration, that I was just so moved by the first time someone else had treated me so tenderly.

Unfortunately, that hope didn't last long. The more I avoided you, the more I missed you. I can't help but wanting to get closer to you, to share all these feelings with you, to hold your hand and move toward eternity.

But how can I do that, when you already belong to someone else?

So, I decided to lock this affection away, trying to be as normal as possible in front of you. How fortunate, in your eyes, I was still a normal like everyday Aesop Carl, though it seemed to others that I was nothing more than an amateur trying in vain to put on an unsuited mask. Naib had met me privately and persuaded me to confess my heart to you, although I later politely declined the advice.

But then it came, the day we were able to leave the manor came.

I still remember before I set foot out of that place, your call pulled me back. You told me, that after you got back with his fiancée, you would immediately hold a wedding. You told me, "I really wish you could attend that day."

I'm afraid I can't do that.

Not long ago, I had a dream, a dream that seemed to foreshadow this bad omen. In that dream, I found myself standing in the midst of a blazing fire that lit up the of the sky, crumbs from broken pieces of wood falling on me, like stones thrown at me since childhood. Black dust covered the house, making it impossible for me to breathe normally.

It's finally time for me to be on my way, but there's no one to embalm me now, so the sea of flames is the best home for me.

Those flames will illuminate my new journey ahead.

Soon, this place will also be engulfed in flames. But don't worry, I'll make sure this letter gets out to you before all that happens.

I'm really sorry I can't attend your wedding.

All my best wishes to you.

Best regard

Aesop Carl