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The Seeds That Are Sown: 6
My lovely Leia,
I would give everything to place this letter in your hand and to undo the damage I have wrought. Instead I will burn it; the smoke and ashes containing the words, albeit changed, will rise and mingle with the atmosphere, rain down upon the fertile earth, and join you in the eternal cycle of life's renewal.
I am a coward and a killer. They are usually one and the same, are they not? I should have had the strength to talk to you first, to make you understand that I was the one who could make you happy, who would have been loyal and committed to you even though I could not give you the shiny baubles upon which you built your sense of self worth. Instead I chose to hover in the shadows, paying out the rope that would guide you out of the labyrinthe and into my arms.
But we were both far too lost.
I am in agony, and I cannot live my life impaled on the knife of regret. I hope I can find it within me to carry out the final act.
And whether they are blossoms or words, thoughts or dreams, I will always bring you flowers.
This I promise.