"The woman walked up the ramp of her ship all remaining of the scars over her body are the ones that were to server not to leave a scar. Her long blonde hair blows in every which direction on the wind. She walks across the deck and takes a seat at one of the tables closest to the rail of the ship. Slowly she slips a small backpack of her shoulders and opens it up revealing some various items.
"The woman pulls some pictures and magazine scraps that she has been keeping for odd reasons. Glancing over them she smiles at some of the happy memories and even cries at the ones that had brought pain in her life. Slowly she rips them all in half except for a few of the family she once had. Taking the pieces of the ripped pictures into her hand she gets up out of the chair and holds her hands over the rail then opening her fingers letting the wind pick up the scraps and leading them around, most to the surface of the water.
"On a whim she reaches behind her pulling the hair tie out of her pocket and put it up so it was no longer blowing in her face. Slowly she looked at her fingers and saw the various rings upon them. Without a second thought she slipped the rings of and places them carefully on the ship's rail. Then pulls the note from her pocket she had written earlier and placed it on the table.
"The woman walked back to her bag and pulls out the dagger she once use to keep her feet panted firmly on the ground. With a smile on her face she stalled no longer and shoved the dagger deep into her heart. Her emerald green eyes managed one glance around the ship before she fell to deck of she ship, the smile still remaining on her face."
The Letter.
To whoever finds me here:
Well as you can see and I hope you have surmised, I am dead. I guess I felt the reason I must go would be to take my own life and not wait for it to be taken from me, or to have sorrow eat me up inside. There are other reasons that I felt it was necessary but I don't think I have the time to write my life story for you to read. That and I don't think you'd really want to.
Well anyway I have left two letters in the care of a friend that I hope will reach its recipients soon. Well until we meet again.
Love,
Teleri Denasco
