meaghan mccormack is a wrecking ball of love. (secretheart) wrote in blurred_owls, @ 2009-03-01 12:45:00 |
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15 January 1980 My dear friends, If you are receiving this letter it can only mean that I have gone on to that next great adventure. I can only hope it is either because I died taking out a few dozen of our favorite bastards or it's one hundred years from today and I died peacefully of old age, senial and having forgotten to get rid of the mechanisms to send out this letter. If it's the former, however, I'm sorry for any grief my untimely and undoubtedly foolhardy demise has brought you. We may not have always gotten along, but you all are my comrades in arms and I respect you for the work you have done, and the sacrifices you have made. Take care of each other, because as things get darker you will be the only light for each other. Look for other lost people who need a purpose and try to give them one. Be brave but not reckless, self-assured but not convinced of your invincibility, confident but not cocky. Keep up this fight that I can no longer fight with you, and I will see you all again when the world has been made a place worth living in. I have to leave you, inevitably, with the words of my great hero and the champion of Scotland, William "Fucking" Wallace. Remember what he said when people call you a traitor and denigrate you for your actions: "I could not be a traitor to Edward, for I was never his subject." Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Meaghan. |