Many things happen for a reason. Many people die for a reason. Many are born for a reason, a core purpose already predetermined for their life. Some might end world hunger, and some might discover a new way to treat a previously incurable ailment. But some people, some very special people die for what they believe in. They die to save a life, or a cause. They die for love.
Some people die to salvage an entire civilization. Well, only one person. And you know full well who that person was, and what civilization. Diana. Diana was her name, and she saved us all. The entire fairy civilization and the topsoil dwellers they call Mud Men.
I write this to you, the fairy people, every child, every woman, and every man; that all Mud Men are not cruel and unjust as some might have you think. I am cruel, greedy and cold. But, Diana…Diana was the essence of beauty, in its deepest meaning. I mean this not in the superficial way of mind, but rather the fact that Diana was kind, true, faithful and trusting. And that to me was the true beauty of her. That is true beauty. After her death, I realized how much I had and how much my beloved twin had taught me.
I intend to put this knowledge to use. I intend to build a monument to her honor in this new society.
I am many things, those among a liar, a thief (albeit the first cross-species thief), but I always keep my word.
Diana, when I join you, buried deep inside the earth, paying my debt to the soil from which I metaphorically reaped my keep, I shall come with my promises.