Do not punish yourself for my death. You were one of the only things that made my life worth living, and if you fuck my memory up with your guilt, I will kick your ass. Know that I’m at peace. That I’m happy. I’m free, Rook, and I’m with her. And one day, when you’re well into your nineties, I’ll be with you again, too. Don’t lose yourself trying to search for the why, especially not after I wrote this entire gaudy thing. Never lose your fire. I’ll meet you at the Styx. -Silas
