Wind blew around the beach, creating waves and tiny little sand things. A piece of paper got stuck under pieces of sand as they dropped when the wind mysteriously stopped blowing.
FEBRUARY 19, 211
Silia!
You must understand, we are not against you! We feel every ounce of your pain, please, listen to us when we say we love you. We are having a meeting in two days time. Please, it is crucial that you, Turbin, Ned, and Hysinthicy attend. I have sent them letters as well... Please, please.
Lovingly,
Ortika