Oh, Arthur

My dear Arthur,

You never showed up, and now, after looking at the newspapers, I understand why. I don't imagine you'll receive this letter, but I nonetheless must send it. Arthur. Oh, Arthur. I was just starting to dream the silliest and softest of dreams. I miss you, and I will always miss you, but I cannot live like that, and it seems you cannot live any other way. When I'm with you, the world makes sense. But when we are apart, I see clearly that your world is not a world form which one can escape. I'm so sorry for everything. For everything long ago, and for starting up that business again. There's a good man within you, Arthur, but he is wrestling with a giant, and the giant wins time and again. You've broken my heart again, and I fear I have broken yours. And for that, I will never forgive myself, but you must let me go now. I enclose a ring you game me many years ago, when we were both young. Not because I don't like it, but because I care for it far too much and it reminds me too much of you. I hope one day you can find some people in love who can use this, for it kept me thinking of you all these years. And I hope that by returning it to you, I can finally be free.

Goodbye, Mary













I've never actually played rdr2 I just really like this letter