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hydrokinetics) wrote2017-02-26 07:34 pm
hydrokinetics) wrote2017-02-26 07:34 pm
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But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? [Letter, Sunday, W6]
[There are varying spots in this letter that are smeared with blood and water spots, but for the most part it’s legible.]
Annabeth,
I understand.
It’s not about bringing you back to me. It’s about me coming to you.
I understand.
Mr. Barnham and I are working together. I understand everything. This was never what I wanted, but I have to save them all. I have to help Mr. Barnham end this. And then…
…Mr. Barnham says I’m going to be the last one left. He says we have to make sure it’s me. Will told me before his blood lathered my hands that I would be the victor. Others have told me that I would be the one. I thought maybe for once I wasn’t.
But I am. I will be the one to make a choice, and I will be the one to save the world one more time.
But…this time? It means I’ll die, too. Mr. Barnham said everyone needs to die for the game to be finished, but I’ll be able to make my choice before then. I will wake up tomorrow knowing that the lives of my friends will be taken. They may not understand why. I have chosen not to tell anyone else so they don’t have to live with dread that they’re working on borrowed time.
The game will end this week. Eight others will join you on the train, and I will make the choice.
And then I will end my own life. I don’t trust the Sheriff to do this for me.
I’m scared. But it will be done.
I understand why it wasn’t personal now. I understand how you’re not freaking out about being there. I understand so many things and while sometimes I wish I didn’t, it’s for the better. Mr. Barnham has had this burden on his own for far too long. I want to support him in this final week. I will do what I can with the time I have left.
I promise you. By the time this week is over, the game will end. We will go home, and I will come back to you. I need to come back to you. I miss you. It hurts. Annabeth, it hurts and I don’t know how to make it stop. I want to make it stop. I keep thinking maybe I won’t survive, but I keep surviving anyway. And now I know why.
I’m sorry if you saw what I did to Will. This was before I knew. I wanted the monster to be slayed. Please stay away from him. He would prefer that, and I would like that, too.
Natalie and Xion are there now. I’d like them to come home with us. They can stay with my mom until we get home from the ancient lands. Jason, too. Those three deserve loving parents and a family, and I don’t want to lose them.
This letter should be more cheerful, I think. I know how things will end and I know I will see you soon. I’m excited…I’m ready to see you smile again, I’m ready to kiss you again, and I’m ready just to be again…this time, I will never let you go. We have to get home, save the world, and then you, me and the beach. Think about the ocean. Think about me.
Thinking about you is the only thing keeping me tied here. Thinking about you and the friends we’ve made will keep me here long enough.
I’m ready to end this. I hope you’re ready for me. I will be the hero, and I will come for you. Like Orpheus and Eurydice.
I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I’m sorry for the things I have to do to end this game. Forgive me when you see me.
I love you.
-Percy
Annabeth,
I understand.
It’s not about bringing you back to me. It’s about me coming to you.
I understand.
Mr. Barnham and I are working together. I understand everything. This was never what I wanted, but I have to save them all. I have to help Mr. Barnham end this. And then…
…Mr. Barnham says I’m going to be the last one left. He says we have to make sure it’s me. Will told me before his blood lathered my hands that I would be the victor. Others have told me that I would be the one. I thought maybe for once I wasn’t.
But I am. I will be the one to make a choice, and I will be the one to save the world one more time.
But…this time? It means I’ll die, too. Mr. Barnham said everyone needs to die for the game to be finished, but I’ll be able to make my choice before then. I will wake up tomorrow knowing that the lives of my friends will be taken. They may not understand why. I have chosen not to tell anyone else so they don’t have to live with dread that they’re working on borrowed time.
The game will end this week. Eight others will join you on the train, and I will make the choice.
And then I will end my own life. I don’t trust the Sheriff to do this for me.
I’m scared. But it will be done.
I understand why it wasn’t personal now. I understand how you’re not freaking out about being there. I understand so many things and while sometimes I wish I didn’t, it’s for the better. Mr. Barnham has had this burden on his own for far too long. I want to support him in this final week. I will do what I can with the time I have left.
I promise you. By the time this week is over, the game will end. We will go home, and I will come back to you. I need to come back to you. I miss you. It hurts. Annabeth, it hurts and I don’t know how to make it stop. I want to make it stop. I keep thinking maybe I won’t survive, but I keep surviving anyway. And now I know why.
I’m sorry if you saw what I did to Will. This was before I knew. I wanted the monster to be slayed. Please stay away from him. He would prefer that, and I would like that, too.
Natalie and Xion are there now. I’d like them to come home with us. They can stay with my mom until we get home from the ancient lands. Jason, too. Those three deserve loving parents and a family, and I don’t want to lose them.
This letter should be more cheerful, I think. I know how things will end and I know I will see you soon. I’m excited…I’m ready to see you smile again, I’m ready to kiss you again, and I’m ready just to be again…this time, I will never let you go. We have to get home, save the world, and then you, me and the beach. Think about the ocean. Think about me.
Thinking about you is the only thing keeping me tied here. Thinking about you and the friends we’ve made will keep me here long enough.
I’m ready to end this. I hope you’re ready for me. I will be the hero, and I will come for you. Like Orpheus and Eurydice.
I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I’m sorry for the things I have to do to end this game. Forgive me when you see me.
I love you.
-Percy