Dear Merlin,
It’s almost been a year since you left that last chapter, and yet… I still find myself standing at that very door, waiting — not just for an update, but for you. ️
I miss your words, the warmth they carried, the way they lingered like soft echoes long after reading. But more than that, I just hope you’re okay. If writing isn’t where your journey continues, I hope wherever life has taken you, it’s giving you courage, strength, and quiet happiness.
You deserve peace, even if it’s far from the stories you once told. Just know — there’s still someone here, remembering, still cheering for you from the corner of that last page you left behind.
With love,
someone still waiting at the door you once left open