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[A note on a paper torn from his journal. It is folded surprisingly delicately despite its initially rumpled appearance. It is inside a formal envelope. Her name is on front along with the start of the letter Yor.
I don't know how this note will find you, but I know it will. The past few days have revealed much in ways that would be much too overwhelming to explain. I must leave. I cannot say where or how long, I only know it must be done.
Though I cannot say "goodbye". We will meet again. It seems we are all fated to~.
Also, I expect you to take care of and keep an eye on my "siblings".
I wish we had more time.
--Kis Honest.
ooc: she can find it whenever you see fit. <33 mwah.