Gullible vs. Skepticism
Which are you more afraid of: Being too gullible and believing things that aren't true, or being too skeptical and missing out on something important?Anya laughs when she sees the topic, staring at the screen in disbelief. She believes lots of things that others didn't think were true. She believes in magic. In monsters. In gods. In
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~What can't we face, if we're together...~
::She finally opens the letter and reads it. After she's done, she sits down at her desk and writes a response.::
Anya,
Yeah, apparently I am, glad to be that way, too. And no, hell isn't fun. And yes, me. That's where I was... Before. Maybe we could... Talk about that, a little. I seem to have developed a rather unhealthy fear of demons (sorry Anya) since... Then. I'm guessing your death might have something to do with Sunnydal being a crater in the ground?
When I woke up, I was in a crypt. I didn't wake up in a coffin or anything glamorous. I'm in LA, obviously, with no idea how I got here or why. My only hints to go on are a vampire telling me to look into a candle, and the fact that I keep randomly singing. Odd. I found someone to call, an Angel, who helped get me into a safehouse. And then I ran into Willow. But not the one I knew. She's a vampire. And hurting, which is my fault, kind of. She played along when she met me, then I found out the truth and got mad. It's not good to make a witch mad you know. I cursed her with a soul, but now she's in so much pain I feel bad and am taking care of her. Goddess, I make no sense, not even to myself. In any case, she's... Kind to me. Takes care of me. Like Willow used to do.
I've met Cordelia, Angel suggested I talk to her about my... Issues. You'll have to tell Xander hello for me. Cordelia didn't give me his address. And as for Willow... I wrote her, but never heard anything back. It's probably just as well. I doubt she'd want to... And wasn't Faith the crazy slayer who stole Buffy's body?
A lot of people seem to be in Boston, I'm wondering if maybe it's a safer place to be. If me and Willow were to come to Boston, would it be possible for us to stay with you for a little while? Just until we found a place of our own to stay. And please don't ask when we became a "we". I don't even know what is wrong with me. Maybe I came back wrong. Anyways, it was so very, very good to hear from you. I miss you like crazy. Take care of yourself.
Love,
Tara
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