My oldest pen pal

[Jumpy]

The scent of fresh ink having been spread with a thin brush fills the content of this peculiar letter. A wax seal with the emblem of the Irradiated shrine keeps the letter sealed shut.

It is sent traveling through the Lifestream alongside a copy of an old book on the Illuminated faith, bookmarked on a page detailing notable Agarthan members throughout the ages. 

[Jumpy]

An erratic writing hand juts down not a name but a message upon the surface of the envelope.
"For the both of you."

[Jumpy]

A single piece of paper finds itself with no way of reaching its destination.
Nothing can quite leave isolation.
No envelope. Not even a fold.

[Jumpy]

Improved penmanship graces this letter.
A proper seal bearing the insignia of the Irradiated keeps it shut.
A small pouch of tea is sent alongside it.

[Jumpy]

An unsealed letter lies at his bedside.
Wet dots covering most of the paper as if it had been under the rain.
Thoughts left unsent.