My dearest Lord of the Babblers

It has been too long! How have you been? We missed you and your insane
ramblings, the world was starting to seem like a dull and sane place
once more.
I am pleased that staring into the emptiness has not given you any more
sense of reality, and has instead fuelled your delusion of greatness.
Only you left at the end of all things? Isn't that a little, well, big
headed? What do your sibling Gods have to say about this? What does your
creator have to say about this? After all, if it's just you left, then
it's not really the same as it was at the beginning, because you were
fairly late to that particular party.

I have to ask though, as we're talking, just you and me, why are you
trying to convince people to just give up and accept that the ramblings
of a mad God are true? Is this the only way you can win? The day people
stop fighting you?

Oh, and on a quick aside, try a little less 'Doom Doom Doom', really
dear, think of something more original to say, I mean, after doom it's a
quick step to turnips and tadpoles and, well, people stop listening
after that. And then where will you be?

Anyway, as I said, it's a pleasure to see you around again, I'm sure we
can look forward to more ramblings from your good self and your equally
crazy followers, they always give me a chuckle.

Love and Kisses

Katia.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lupar, in the year 573 AF.