arin

my dear yvolka, no matter how small the chance and the time it takes. i will wait your sweet return.

from beginning to end you are the true embodiment of nobility. by which I mean not status, but your soul. the way you humbled yourself in the face of despair and death, yet still find perserverance to strive forward unwaveringly is far more commendable than one can imagine.

you did not wallow yourself in self-pity despite the inferiority you felt when met with a genius, instead you shaped yourself to be better, though you weren't content with how far you've come, everyone around you was. they gave you what you couldn't to yourself, even in denial of your abilities they entrusted themselves to you and celebrated your existence.

it is quite unfortunate to meet such an end and to be left in the vast depth of the cold and dark ocean. even so my lovely yvolka, know that you matter, back then and in the present. you did well. all I wish is for you to rest well in your eternal slumber, may you find peace for yourself.