Do
not cry my love… Do not suffer…
Do
not lose hope…
T’was
not my goal to make your heart sting so and it saddens me to see the clash of
realities that goes within your mind…
I
heard your cries of anguish, and of pain, and of sorrow, and what you conceived
is not necessarily true.
A
man’s fate can put his soul on the darkest of paths, away from any form of enlightenment
and rational thought, the same thoughts most of you try to achieve. It was the
mere apparition of the raven that made you lose control, to let your feelings
of anguish and pain you tried to rationalize come out the way they did.
It
was not my intent to harm you; only to enlighten you… Such truths may seem hard
at first but perhaps a lie can earn powerful rewards.
The
Raven’s purpose was to release the aura that so many men lose sight of or try
to regain even if for a brief time. The very chains you built to keep your mind
in place needed to be unlocked and if a shadow must be cast above your soul,
even if it hurts for a while it will release you in the end…
But
maybe I’m wrong…
Maybe
some men prefer the quieter path of simplicity and logic without any form of
suffering or emotion.
Emotion
liberates the self and awakens energies that have been sleeping for far too
long.
I
can only say I did what I thought was correct and I hope you can find hope in
this solemn letter.
Do
not lose it…
I
await for you in paradise
Forever
yours
Lenore
(illustration by Gustave Doré, 1884)
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