The following letter was found inside an abandoned library. Along with other forms of ancient writings.

All were archived.

An Apology To All Who I Have Failed, Both Old And New,

Ever Since I Was Born My Soul Was As Vast As The Stars Above. The Very Stars That I Dreamed To Explore, But I Had A Purpose To Fulfill. As My Mother Would Soon Be Dead And Without A Father To Take Hold Next. So, Stomaching My Desires, I Took Hold As The New Lead. Hoping I Would Be As Great As My Mother Had Once Been.

I Had Though My Pack Mates Would Be Safe In Our Territory. There Were No Packs We Have Formed A Rivalry With, There Were No Predators Around Us, And The Pack Was Self-Sustaining. But I Was Wrong.

An Unforeseen Predator Had Made It Past Our Territory Walls And Made Our Pack A Place Of Grief. Taking The Lives Of Wolves And So Many Pups. Their Premature Souls Ascending Up To Godlethood. I Am Deeply Sorry For My Mistake. Grief Assaults My Mind Every Time I Think About It.

I Now Understand Why My Mother Had Been Killed So Easily. She Wasn't Killed By A Murderer, Not Even That Of A Natural Death. But, She Had Been Killed By An Ill Mind. On The Day Of My Birth, I Have Been Receiving Visions Of Far Off Worlds Unlike That Of Ours And Visions Of Beings I Cannot Begin To Describe. All This Information Has Been Constantly Abusing My Mind And All I Wanted Was An Out.

Now I Understand That My Travels Were More Harmful Than Helpful. I Should Have Been The Leader My Mother Once Was. In My Guilt, I Will Teach The Next Lead To Be Better Than I.

Please Take My Kin As A Form Of Apology For Not Being The Proper Lead I Was Born To Be.

❖︎ Andromeda ❖︎

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