Ma cherie Niusyla,

In the other realm I walk as birds fly over my head.
Palm trees stand scattered in the desert dunes, shadowed by the burning
red sun
Waves of the sea crash into the topaz beaches and sandstone bays
I watch on with my toes dug deep in the satiny sand.
The ocean resembles liquid sapphire as the salty scent breezes by.
All these testaments of nature bring back memories of us.
I never go a day without thinking of you and missing you dearly.
My minds eye sees your flowing black hair caught by the ocean breeze,
Mists of seawater clouding around you as waves beat down the rocky cove.
Holding you deep in my arms, feeling your soft silken skin.
Looming deep into your eyes, your warmth and compassion radiating from
them,
Your loving gaze, the sweet taste of your lips on mine, your presence,
things I miss dearly.
I shall be home soon ma cherie, I promise. I love you.

Avec amour,
Tyrael D'argan

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Phaestian, in the year 327 AF.