Sull, 

I cannot tell you where I am, but I am still here, here in this universe, and here in your wake. I spend many restless nights worrying about you, worrying about where you could have run off to. Please, Sull. Please, you need to go back to your family and friends. You need to end this nonsense you call a discovery. You need to tell those who care about you the reasoning and goal for your venture. They worry for you, just as much as I do.

With the air we breathe,

Azure