O Blessed Spinners,
My name is Ulthorn, and I am in need of your wisdom. My love has left me. Life is nothing without her. She did not want to go, but it was fate, they said.
I do not believe in fate. How can it exist when a single word can change the path of a story? I have prayed for countless days. For anything—for forgetfulness, for release, for a miracle.
Now I pray to you. Are Gwaering and I doomed to be parted? I would do anything, pay any cost, to be with her again. I would give up a thousand lifetimes to hold her one last time. Please, you must help.
