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My dearest.
I cannot wait to come back to Stralheim. The weather here is very hot, and I miss the cool air of the north in my lungs. Each day is a test, one I fear I will fail. Our Monitor is unbending in his will, and the southerners are not as weak as we thought. The only thing that gets me through is thinking of being with you again. You are my light.
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