𝑻𝑾𝑶, ( act one ) ❛ dear nick . . . ❜ ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ fifteen days
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o. there is no 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 ━
Dear Nick,
The dreams have not ceased since you left. They grow more antagonizing each night, even more so without your presence to harbour their horrors. Although some may have changed. Last night, I dreamt of you. Of your death. And all I can ponder over is why I hadn't begged you to stay. I should have talked my way into your senses but instead I chose to believe that this might have worked.
I think about that day more often than I should. You've always had the most brilliant ideas—brilliant! but oh so reckless. At first it seemed entirely doable but that rope was never as strong as we thought. The stray strings should have been warning enough but we were too blinded by a false hope to ever notice. Our thoughts weren't as vast even more so our knowledge of what lied within the darkness and I may blame myself for that lack ness because my journal could have provided us with enough knowledge to know that it was a plan doomed for failure.
On the thirty seventh day I wrote:
There is no escape. Not in the Maze. Not in the Hole. Not in the Box. Only within our minds.
Of course I did not know because like a fool I chose to give little importance to these details. But every fool needs some sensibility to remind them of their shortcomings and that had been you. It was always you who talked me to my senses and I could not have taken over such a role because if I had, you would be here right now.
My promise to you remains. I have been going through the journals relentlessly trying to piece together the information. Newt thinks I've gone mad. I let him and Noah in on our hidden possession—Minho too after he begged it out of me but he appears of use after all.
But I want you to know that I found something. It may not be the solution you hoped for but I found their weakness. The Grievers, that is. I found their Achilles Heel, Nick. They are weak at the third eye specifically, it came to me in one of my nightmares and I only hope that my mind has not let me astray.
But if it is true, then it means that we are one step closer to their defeat. I can only pray that Alby takes it with importance. That is why I enlisted Minho. He can get through to Alby because what better a source than the very person who experiences the horrors of the Maze every day.
I don't know why I write these. I suppose they put me at ease and appear as though I am having a conversation with you.
Ever since your death, the only thing I wish for is for you, my friend, to have found everlasting peace and happiness.
And you were right. The Changing is all for a reason.
Yours truly, Thalia
ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ* 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 super short chapter of one of my fav platonic duos! there will definitely be more letters within other chapters bcuz i love their friendship so much and nick's like a huge source of comfort for thalia
omg and also minho got his first mention!! i'm so ready for the minalia story to begin *scheming face*
anyway, i hope u guys are liking it so far, be sure to vote and comment! let me know what u think <3
