You turn to the next page in the journal and raise a brown when you see a latter inlace of page two, you flip throw the pages once or twice and see no sight of page two anywhere in the book and frown to yourself as you lift up the yellowed paper with the blue wax seal and blue ribbon. You open the the letter and begin to read.
My Dearest Child.
I am writing to you in wishes that this letter finds you well and happy. Right now my travels have taken me to Brazil, though I believe that you would not much care for their food the cutler is lively and I believe with your nature to party would be brought out here. The Magazine that I am currently working for have treated me well, and I wouldn't see why you wouldn't desire to travel in luxury like I have. I would strongly suggest to you to take up a profession just like mine, but I know that you would protest and express your distaste for the idea. Though I do not want to lecture you over a letter I was truly writing to wish you the best of luck and send a little extra cash to line your pockets with. Make sure to eat well and stay healthy for my sake at less.
You Loving Father
Ludin
Ludin
