My Beloved Brother:
I'm writing to let you know I am returning your gift.
It is not becoming of a man who forces his women to do all of his works, specially in the madness of war and savagery. It is not becoming of you that you would make yourself the villain of her life, the bane to her happiness, the goader of sins, a pimp, her soul killer.
She never could drive it home, just threw it away.
Try to at least inherit more from our departed father than his famous distrust, even if I should turn a blind eye, a Greater power still tallies our sins.
Lest you believe this is another of the Mullah's long “boring” sermons that you usually sleep over, I must remind you that He is only “the Most Merciful” to a limit, and when His Will be tempted all the be-dammed wronged souls, which you have just provided me with another; will be unleashed like a dreadful tidal wave against their tormentor. All the eyes and all the voices cruelly shut will cry out and seek their killer in unison.
Every sin makes a sinner a moral carcass.
For the memory of our beloved mother, I will overlook. Our children will sleep and dance, and the children in the field will sing and play. Please consider your future actions in correlation to the realm. Try to at least be mindful of all who spur your tunneled rage against your kin, as they have much to gain when the Greatest house is divided. They have much to gain in blackening your soul and name, and would cast a side a pawn...in a way I'm afraid you are now too familiar with.
From today to the final Promised day you can count me yours, two swords of one destiny. But if you choose to remain willful, allay your troops and we will meet at the valley of Death, God be praised, I will be his hand, if I cannot keep my promise to never war with my brother, then let my promise to someone in that box drive home.
Until your reply I pray you fair health and a clearer soul.
Your brother, the more experienced fox.
Also,
Knowing your character, I beseech you at least try to bury her parts with her parents' parts, wherever they are stuffed in. let me beg on their behalf that your ambition does not mar their souls from meeting in heaven.
CREDITS: Jade Moon, Courtney Munro, Cydnee Monet Photography, SIN Photography
Stock photos are Mine.
