I welcome you Johan, to this marvelous island. May Sirani bless you with love, no matter who or what you love. And, please meet me someday. New people always intrigue me to the deepest parts of my soul.
Jo'han once agian walks up to the note and reads over the message that was posted up and his eyes widen in shock as he reads over the name who had signed the first letter. He takes a step back, his eyes never leaving the name as he whispers.
"But... but you're dead..." His hand holds onto the lute gently as he holds it close to his chest, takeing in a deep breath. Then he turned and headed off down the street, occationaly srtumming a few nervous cords, then he stops and runs his hand slowly through his short white hair as he turns, his near white soft blue eyes looking thorugh strands of his hair that had fallen back over his face.
"I thought she killed you for good..." He whispers in disbelief.
