Naralis,

Let us put these petty thoughts, and actions, and words behind us. We've
been through much together, in our life, from meeting in the Serenguard,
to moving to Celest, and now we reside in the Great Empire of Magnagora.
Together. I said things that maybe I shouldn't have, and that I had
almost no reason to say to you, such as "cry my a river" when you spoke
to me about your emotions. I will say I only got heated myself, from
your threats, or promises.
I write this now, to you, because those should be beside us. We
shouldn't argue, or fight, or bicker over City aethers as we did. It's
childish, foolish, and in all senses retarded, but I realized that too
late.
It may sound so childish, and whatnot, but I consider you a brother, as
MY brother, and to have that screwed up, throws me off my rocker. To be
hated by an old friend, by a brother, by family, cannot much always be
handled.
So... I come here, to apologize to you apologise to you publicly, with a
hope to get that friendship back. With a hope to put our past behind us,
and to shape our future, here in Magnagora.

With many apologies,
Zygot D'cente`, Wrath of Brom

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Dioni, in the year 299 CE.