Darkness of the Woods

Epilogue

A Letter from Elfrida to the Master

My love,

There is no such thing as a happily ever after. No one is there to help you up when you fall down. Just as you said, they are just lies told to us when we were kids by so many. Our parents, teachers, friends, and family.

Because if we knew the truth, that the world is an evil place and will always remain to be one. That people you love, trust, and believe are true are the worst kind of evil, because they are destined to betray you and many are false.

What you don't realize though...what I hadn't realized....is that those people tend to be the closest person to you....your mom, dad, sister, brother. Personally, I did not believe you. Not at first. That the only person you can be sure won't choice wrong, against you, is yourself. I believe you now.

These supposedly loving people are the ones you have to be most careful of, because when they see an opportunity they will pounce and hold onto your neck like a cobra does to her prey.

And tighten their grip.

    I just wish I had believed you before I lost one of the few people I had trusted, that I had considered family. I wish I had never given part of my heart to so many people at that school. I wish that what had happened at that school had never happened. I wish I had never left home. I wish so much, but it's too late now.

What has happened has happened. I will have to live with more blood on my hands. More enemies to plan against. More allies to find, to convert. More blood to spill. More revenge and justice to fulfill. But I shall never regret anything that has happened, that will happen, just as you have taught me. Just as you have beaten into my mind.

    So, my love, you asked me before, a long time ago, if I trust anyone? I told you then that I did, that I trusted you and my brothers and sisters. But now. No...I do not. At least, not as much as I had. I had thought all of my brothers and sisters of the woods were trustworthy. That they were all loyal to the cause. That none of them would want to, would dare to betray us. You.

I have learned from my mistake to never trust a soul alive or dead with all of the information that we hold dear, all our plans at the time. That some of our own people are fakes as well.

You told me yourself that you do not trust me, or even your dear brother, Logan. But I will do the job you have given me. For I am honored that you believe me worthy of such an important task at hand. And I know I will be able to accomplish what you have told me to do.  Just as I know you are testing me to see if I have learned from my mistakes for trusting anyone and for believing my family could still be saved. For all I know they still could.

I just wish I had realized this before she had died.

Love,

E.C.