My Dearest, Ash,
I have reached that lonely age in which death is simply moments away, whispering my name and growing louder day by day. My bones have grown tired, my limbs have become sore deadweight and I struggle to keep my eyes open.
Who would have thought I would live to such a grand age; I have seen wonders beyond the mind, scenes crafted by angels and devils alike, and I have met people who crawled from Hell to try and pull me under.
But I think life was good, because I met you.
Ash, you must be some sort of angel hand picked by God herself, and I can't wait to see you again.
Eiji
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Eiji's Letters
FanfictionBananafish spoilers ⚠️ Once Eiji returns to Japan, he waits patiently for Ash as his life moves on, but he never stops trying to reach him through his letters.
