Greetings Sapience,

Just a short missive, one of appreciation and thanks to the Heart of the
Vashnars. This last few months Cyrene has played a relatively willing
host to myself, while my gift turned stomachs and my words noses, they
were, for the most part, a receptive and hospitable audience.

Cyrene: to your citizens, your walls, your tall spire and lakeside
beach, it will be a pleasure and not at all to be one with you in the
Void.

I wish you free lives, opportunities taken, and no regrets. After all,
none of it matters in the end.

Lianca Stormcrow-Xanatov

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Phaestian, in the year 576 AF.