I truly feel sorry that your anger is causing you such internal strife that
it is blurring your vision of reality and destroying your grip on sanity.
In your blind fury you cannot see that neither the animists guild nor its
patron has caused you any undo harm. To the contrary, you were welcomed home
once again with open arms free from any preconceived notions but because of
your self destructive actions caused by dwelling upon your past failings,
you wallowed in your delusions of persecution. Your dementia has progressed
to such a level that you fail to realize the entirety of Avalon sees your
rhetoric as nothing more than the ramblings of a raving lunatic. Let go of
your anger my child before it is your undoing. I am always here for you my
child. I know that somewhere within the unsound mind in which you find
yourself trapped lies a sliver of remaining sanity. Should you somehow find
the ability to grasp that final thread of reality, you will always find me on
the other end trying to safely guide you back home.
Yours in Compassion,
Written by my hand on the 1st of Leaflost, in the year 1151.