Letter to Mystra’s sisters.

My beloved sisters, 

I write, because I am no longer with you and to tell you my thoughts and where my heart lied.  I am a selfish person, not because I can only think of myself.  No indeed, I can hear you protesting that.  But when I lost something I loved, it was then I thought of only myself.  At the time my wings were who I was, I understand now through the help of an old friend.  I am more than my wings, still they were the only connection I had to my past.  I love being with you, but it was too dangerous.  The moment I lost my wings, I went deep within myself and there I hid.  As a princess I am only allowed a certain amount of emotions, sadness and anger is not one of them.  I have lived those guidelines all my life, here I learned of a darkness I did not know lied within me.  I have done something I would have killed myself for, it was what woke me from my death sleep.  I am finding myself again, I will never be carefree as I once was, but neither will I be fooled as easily.  I miss the world from above, nothing seemed big and worries were small.  Now I see the world in darkness, I am trying to find the light, truth in my life now.  I am a warrior, not a murderer...I am a princess not a puppet...I am free, without wings…I will never be her again, but maybe I will finally be me.  Something within me tells me my path will no longer cross into your lives.   I am not needed, not with you.  You have all grown, our brother will watch over you.  But I can not return to a place where my words and action will forever fall on def ears.  I am nothing more than something to look at and gossip about there.  You all know I would fight to the end to protect you, but Carolus needs to find himself without me being an older sister.  Carolus if you read this, I have gone somewhere not ever you and your powers can bring me back from.  Home is a prison, forever reminding me of who I was and what I’m expected to do.  I could never be free there.  I know not my past nor my future only that for a time I was blessed to know you all.   Please remember me fondly, but there I must remain, a memory.   Do not sorrow, this is a good thing.  Yes, I am alone.  I always have been.  I only had you four, never another has entered my heart.  I won’t be alone forever. 

In memory,

                      Mystra