*This letter lives in Alumin's head. He has yet to do anything about it.*
To Alith,
That night, the ash fell down. Our people's screams were echoing through the narrow streets. The night sky lit up with an orange hue. I remember your face—somber. With a bittersweet smile, you put me at ease. You did as good a job as anyone ever could.
Hiding with the other children, we decided to sneak out. We watched you fight. It was a mistake. I put you in danger. I put everyone in danger. I am sorry.
I saw what happened. I saw you fight ferociously. You and the sands were one. You were moving like the gods were guiding your steps. I saw you scream and bleed. Even while bleeding, you seemed invincible. That night, when I saw you lose, that night I saw how powerful you really are, Alith. Even the way you are now, you are strong.
I am sorry for putting you in danger, brother. I am sorry for not being as powerful as you. I am sorry for not even having the bloody strength to tell you this.
Thank you for being there for me, brother.
Now I will do my part.