Rosaline, you and Allen are the only thing that keeps me going. If it weren't for you, I would have died already.
My beloved Rosaline,
How are you and Allen doing? I didn't expect to be sent off to this remote island, as soon as I joined the Arkeum Legion.
This place is horrible. The tent is suffocatingly narrow and moldy. My blanket is soggy and cold, but I still need them because it's so windy here. My ration is a disgusting gruel that makes me want to puke. Muddy puddle everywhere, and I fear that my feet would go rotten in these muddy shoes.
You and Allen's portraits are what keep me going. I forget pain and fear when I look at your portraits.
Oh man, the commander is summoning. I have to go. Please tell Allen that I love her. I hope to see you soon.
Your beloved husband.
My dear Rosaline,
It's been ten days since my last letter.
Everyday there's a battle. We're fighting the Resistance for relics, risking our lives. I was afraid at first, but I don't feel the fear any longer.
Something horrible happened a few days ago. I had to hang my friends who tried to steal the treasure on a tree. I wrapped them with white sheets while they were alive. The horror...! I feel like I'm losing touch.
Rosaline, I think I'm forgetting you and Allen's faces. I've been looking at your portraits a lot more so that I won't forget.
Oh, it's time for my shift. I want to tell you more, but I have to go. I hope my next letter goes better than this.
Your beloved husband.
My dear Rosaline,
I don't remember the last time I wrote you a letter. Endless battle and cruel punishments are ruining me. I think I went mad on the day I hang my friends.
You are all strangers to me. I don't remember your smile nor Allen's laughter. This dark place swallows everything. Me, us, and my memories.
I want to go back. Back to you and Allen. I want to sit at the dinner table with you, laughing and joking. But I'm a goner now. My soul is destroyed. Perhaps it would be the best for you that I stay here forever.
Please, forget about me, and move on to live a happier life with Allen.
Your husband, who will never go back.