*The first part of the entry is in letter format, written word for word off a letter Tokarn has on person.*
To: Tokarn Stormtide
From: Malakoda Two-Crows
*Several tear drops stain the paper from here on. The writing is contorted a bit.*
I don't know what to say. I can't feel myself to speak over the talisman.
I can't find it in myself to reply to the letter, or even get in contact with him.
Malakoda, I'm truly sorry. Why could we have not talked about this? I did not
mean to bother you so much. I'm sorry, Malakoda.
*A break*
I can't find the strength to head into The Bluff tonight. An attack is curtain to happen.
It hurts. I need rest. I need Malakoda. I-- *Illegible writing distorted by tear stains*,
What am I to do, now?
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