Dearest Mine

Dearest Mine,
I write to you now in gravest hour, an hour most troubling. To see your face would be one of blasphemy, and to hear your cries as this letter reveals would be most harrowing. Still, I must do, as my pen and courage allow. For our dear brother, has not been slain. We always imagined a Dragon as hard as scales, and as quick as the wind; but upon the back of his assailants, he could not triumph. It has fallen to us, dearest sister, to take the reins of his Vengeance, and to us no other. I prepare, as must you, for the ties of family now call; and to you I now call. Ready the guns, and prepare the Mast, for tonight we sail, as one....As Hassassins.