Sometimes I wonder if you'd ever forgiven me for leaving you, I never forgave myself. Continuing as though everything was normal wasn't an option, I recall my conscription finishing and the moment I decided I couldn't come back to Galloy. I knew they'd continue to mock me so I fled like a coward, I left for Anglia and hid in Magnamere. I found faith and tried to work through the pain, but it all caught up.
When I arrived in Regalia I met a Reverend, he allowed me to stay in the rectory of his church with him. He taught me to write in the Sanktist Script, looked after me and kept a roof over my head whilst I paid what little I could. - I was becoming lethargic, I stopped picking up work where I could and when the Reverend passed away I buried him properly with what money I had left.
I slept on the streets for a month, I went hungry and begged. People looked at me like I was just some abnormal growth that was soon to be removed, to simplify it, a pimple to be popped. I had lost everything, I started gambling and whoring my way to an early grave, one of the two was bound to get me killed. Rodderick though, when I found him; or perhaps he found me. Regardless, he took me in. I was given a chance and I've lived life so greedily ever since, so I beg for your forgiveness. I know you're gone now, it is cruel to keep you alive I know but to let you go would be too much.
So I write to you now, ever loving because I never told you enough. I love you, mother. I was stupid for never saying it after the accident, maybe I was just angry or maybe I'd lost touch with the world but I love you so dearly. I know you're on the verge of slipping away, I hear you cry at night yet you never speak in the day and whilst you lay there sobbing, so do I. So I wanted to say goodbye, properly this time.
Oratario Ode, Mother.
Sweet dreams,
I will see you again.
With immeasurable love,
Alexander Gawen Dunmore.'
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