October 18th, 1881
My love,
Please forgive my silence, something has happened which I cannot speak of in this letter; something dark, something terrible; but at the same time wondrous.
I am currently planning on leaving here but have new considerations that I must abide. My life, no longer as I know it seems to me monstrous but lovely all the same; fascinating and unknowing to the point that to look at myself seems pointless; my reflection a sham. One thing I know, a certainty, is my love for you. Lissa, I cannot live without you and my gift of eternity would surly be a hell without you.
I will come to you soon; deep within the night. I pray that you will open yourself to me, give yourself to me as never before. I have a gift for you that is rooted in selfishness. Please do not be afraid of my words; let them sink in, feel them, sense the truth in them; allow me to join us in eternity; together, forever, never parting, never feeling sorrow.
Oh my love, this must sound of madness, but you will see, I am not mad, not delirious, but filled with a passion for life, a hunger that must be filled. You will feel this hunger as well if you let me show you the marvel of infinity. Perhaps the light shines too brightly; that some of us prefer the darkness; I never knew this before, but only acquiesced to what appeared inevitable. Inevitability is a stranger before the mist, waiting to be shown another path.
Please walk this path with me, regardless of what your instinct tells you. There is much to see and years to do it in; marvels of the future, intensity of the present; a hot passion that flows from our lips deep within our souls. I know you love me, but do you trust me?
We will see
Eternal love
Archie
