[Along with the letter is a loaf of cinnamon apple bread.]
004,
I would like to offer you my most sincere apologies for my behavior several nights ago. I was far too familiar, and completely inconsiderate for both your feelings and the possible feelings of others. Also, I was a bloodthirsty monster barely on a leash and far less in control of my urges than I may have once been.
It is very unlikely that you'll be seeing that version of myself any time again soon, and your reaction in particular is to thank for that. I was a vampire once, one of the other residents here wished me into a human without my permission, and I had lived like that for a year before requesting some sort of compromise from Zephyr. The creature that I was over a year ago might have been more tolerable company, but the one that I became that night is one that, I think, needs a little more time and training to be a proper citizen of The Meadous. She won't be coming out for another visit unless the situation is dangerous and dire.
I hope that you can someday find it within your heart to forgive me. And if you do ever feel the need to discuss any unusual matters or concerns, that you might someday come to me. I'm good at keeping secrets, and I am hardly in a position to judge anyone for what they may have done or been or become.
Several days after the evening of February 23rd
004,
I would like to offer you my most sincere apologies for my behavior several nights ago. I was far too familiar, and completely inconsiderate for both your feelings and the possible feelings of others. Also, I was a bloodthirsty monster barely on a leash and far less in control of my urges than I may have once been.
It is very unlikely that you'll be seeing that version of myself any time again soon, and your reaction in particular is to thank for that. I was a vampire once, one of the other residents here wished me into a human without my permission, and I had lived like that for a year before requesting some sort of compromise from Zephyr. The creature that I was over a year ago might have been more tolerable company, but the one that I became that night is one that, I think, needs a little more time and training to be a proper citizen of The Meadous. She won't be coming out for another visit unless the situation is dangerous and dire.
I hope that you can someday find it within your heart to forgive me. And if you do ever feel the need to discuss any unusual matters or concerns, that you might someday come to me. I'm good at keeping secrets, and I am hardly in a position to judge anyone for what they may have done or been or become.
Yours,
Natalie Waters