This letter lives in Alumin's head. He has yet to do anything about it.
To Alith,
That night, the ash fell down. Our people's screams were echoing through the narrow streets. The night sky lit up with an orange hue. I remember your face—somber. With a bittersweet smile, you put me at ease. You did as good a job as anyone ever could.
Hiding with the other children, we decided to sneak out. We watched you fight. It was a mistake. I put you in danger. I put everyone in danger. I am sorry.
I saw what happened. I saw you fight ferociously. You and the sands were one. You were moving like the gods were guiding your steps. I saw you scream and bleed. Even while bleeding, you seemed invincible. That night, when I saw you lose, that night I saw how powerful you really are, Alith. Even the way you are now, you are strong.
I am sorry for putting you in danger, brother. I am sorry for not being as powerful as you. I am sorry for not even having the bloody strength to tell you this.
Thank you for being there for me, brother.
Now I will do my part.