Do not worry...
Faithful followers of my Mistress,
Allow me to thank you for your loyalty. Again, and still, this is Lydia. I sincerely apologize for not updating you on my Mistress's status for quite some time as I had previously promised. Things have been hectic, to say the least.
After one very vicious and almost-successful attack on Mistress Death by the Evil Witch-Goddess, I was forced to move my Mistress to an enchanted and very well-hidden tomb. It has existed for centuries and is protected by the Powers Before Time. This is where we have been dwelling for the past few of years. (In this place of enchantment, for my Mistress and me, it has been mere weeks that we have been away.) We have only recently been able to come out of hiding as the Evil Witch-Goddess was taken down by her own hordes of minions. (I am not surprised. She was quite the despot.) She is now gone. (Dead is not the appropriate term for what has become of her, and I am afraid you mortals would not understand if I were to explain.)
My Mistress will be quite disappointed that she will not be having an ultimate duel with the Evil Witch-Goddess when she awakens. But others will arise, and Mistress Death will have her time to vanquish them.
I cannot even begin to describe all of the changes my Mistress has gone through since we last spoke, dear followers, but believe me when I say it is magnificent. For now, I must tend to her, but I hope that soon her ability to communicate with me telepathically with finally strengthen to the point where I may dictate her journal entries. For now, I can only sense how she is feeling.
Right now, she is happy to be home.
Morbidly yours,
Lydia
Allow me to thank you for your loyalty. Again, and still, this is Lydia. I sincerely apologize for not updating you on my Mistress's status for quite some time as I had previously promised. Things have been hectic, to say the least.
After one very vicious and almost-successful attack on Mistress Death by the Evil Witch-Goddess, I was forced to move my Mistress to an enchanted and very well-hidden tomb. It has existed for centuries and is protected by the Powers Before Time. This is where we have been dwelling for the past few of years. (In this place of enchantment, for my Mistress and me, it has been mere weeks that we have been away.) We have only recently been able to come out of hiding as the Evil Witch-Goddess was taken down by her own hordes of minions. (I am not surprised. She was quite the despot.) She is now gone. (Dead is not the appropriate term for what has become of her, and I am afraid you mortals would not understand if I were to explain.)
My Mistress will be quite disappointed that she will not be having an ultimate duel with the Evil Witch-Goddess when she awakens. But others will arise, and Mistress Death will have her time to vanquish them.
I cannot even begin to describe all of the changes my Mistress has gone through since we last spoke, dear followers, but believe me when I say it is magnificent. For now, I must tend to her, but I hope that soon her ability to communicate with me telepathically with finally strengthen to the point where I may dictate her journal entries. For now, I can only sense how she is feeling.
Right now, she is happy to be home.
Morbidly yours,
Lydia