Mar 19, 2010 21:28
[After returning, Ein entered his room and has not left. The ink looks like it has bled into the teardrops on the page.]
To the friends of Miss Anya Alstreim:
I can't express how much I
Words fail to
I
I'm so sorry. If I were stronger, this wouldn't have [The writing trails off here into a massive inkblot.]
[[ooc: Yeah, you know how Anya died? That happened right in front of him. He's beating himself up pretty hard about it.]
anya,
guilt,
ein,
death,
post-event