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—Perhaps something did appear. But I preferred not to delve into the darkest corners of my soul. As for the knight... As far as I was told, he is from the Neferian undead. Hmm, that's north of the sea. And they don't particularly favor the Harranians either. —"You can't lump all undead together!" —Although, for us living people, there isn't much of a difference. And yes, I also thought about visiting priests and churches, but I'm afraid of being misunderstood. —he shrugs guiltily. —A person far from faith, flaunting this amulet in a holy place... I'm afraid of getting the wrong reaction. Perhaps you'll have more luck with that.
—And the letter?... I think it's an advertisement for a parking space, but if you think otherwise... —he unfolds the envelope and glances at the contents.
"Dear Asmidul!
I've wanted to write to you for a long time, but I only found the courage to do so now!
You probably don't remember me, but we took an economics course together at the university. My spirit was captivated by your sharp intellect and attentiveness, the enthusiasm with which you asked questions to the teachers. Your beautiful, emerald-like eyes. The otherworldly beauty of your pensive face. For many months, I thought it was a temporary feeling, but now I realize it isn't.
Asmidul, I love you and want to be with you! If you don't have a girlfriend yet, come to the "Miscellaneous" store near the artisans' guild, I work there.
Iliada"
At the end of the letter, a heart was drawn with a pen.