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'August 12th, 1971'
Evangeline has just given birth to our first child, a daughter whom we have decided to name M/N. The night was long and arduous, and my dear wife remains in a perilous state. The family physician gravely informed me that her condition is severe, and I cannot shake the dread that grips my heart.
Evangeline has always been of delicate constitution, and the physician had cautioned us about the dire complications she might face during childbirth. Despite this, my stubborn wife insisted on proceeding, driven by her unwavering love for our family.
As an only child, I have long understood the grave importance of continuing the family name. The thought of the [Surname] legacy fading into obscurity weighs heavily upon me. Evangeline, fully aware of her role in securing an heir, faced societal expectations with remarkable grace, even as the world often showed her little kindness.
To see her now, bedridden and fighting for her life, fills me with profound regret. I feel as though I have placed her in an untenable position, and witnessing her suffering is the cruelest punishment I could endure.
I find myself torn between familial duty and the obligations of my station. As my dear wife struggles to remain conscious, I am besieged by opportunists, eager to claim her place should her health fail completely.
These vultures, ravenous and unfeeling, circle our misfortune, their presence preventing me from holding my daughter. I long for Evangeline to reproach me so that I might fully embrace my guilt, but she is far too gracious to these mindless sycophants.
' solemnly vow never to remarry or sire another child. If M/N is to be our only progeny, then so be it. The [Surname] family name shall rest upon her shoulders, and I shall ensure she is well-prepared to bear it with dignity and pride.
- E. [Surname].
'May 22nd, 1986'
'The [Surnames] are reputed to have been present since the very dawn of Ninjago itself. Our illustrious lineage has maintained a distinguished relationship with the First Spinjitzu Master and his venerable protectors since the inception of time.
Yet, despite the profound history that our ancestors have crafted, none among them have been able to discern the reason behind our family's singular privilege.
It was not until a recent and most extraordinary premonition that some semblance of understanding began to unfold. Just last week, whilst I was in a state that might be described as slumber, I was graced by the presence of six ethereal figures. They presented themselves as the original progenitors of our esteemed family.
Among these spectral ancestors was a woman shrouded in a veil, who appeared to be the preeminent figure among them. Her countenance remained obscured in shadow, yet her authority was palpable. She imparted to me a revelation of an ancient power poised to awaken, a force that has lain dormant within our family for untold centuries.
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