Story 51. Blessed Man (1)
Chapter 87
"What?"
I blinked my eyes, forgetting the fact that I was angry at the prophet. Somewhere in my head, something clicked.
Letters…?
"The gifts to a child. Too precious, so I didn't throw them away but very dangerous."
I had some experiences with letters recently. The letters of the traitor… They became evidence after her death. She never had the chance to destroy them, I guess.
The prophet continued, "There are many letters. Too many so I could not keep all of them."
"Try to make some sense, you crazy man! What letters? What happened to them?"