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Dear Eggchan,
I don't know why I'm writing this nor would I think that I'll even send this letter to you—and even if I did, will it ever get to you?
In all honesty, I dunno where to began. Truthfully I know I should've pay attention to when you once tried to teach me how to write something,
but maybe at the time I was still too prideful or maybe still too stubborn—which I probably still am.
The reason I'm writing this letter is that I have a bad feeling about anarch1d. There's something about him that I can't shake off, I know he's lying to me about freeing you again but still I have to be hopeful.
Tho, if he did try to do something I'll be more prepared. I'll sneak in a totem, hopefully that'll be enough so that I can at least survive whatever he has in-store for me.
By the time this letter gets to you–if it ever gets to you, I might not be able to answer. Or maybe I would be banned, who knows? (But hopefully I'll just be heavily injured at least)
Eggchan, is it true that I'm selfish? People believe that I should let you go,
people believe that I'm the reason that you kept being in danger;keep being held hostage
Maybe I should've let you go earlier, maybe you would be more free.
Maybe you would be at Highwater, fishing away until Mojang knows when or maybe you would be at Wheat city,
telling the civilians there your untold story. I know you would be ecstatic about it.
But maybe it's not too late. Maybe after this you could go with Jaden, rebuild his pirate civ together.
Or maybe the people who said I was selfish was wrong. No one has ever stopped to considered that a tsunami can cause even the tallest and greatest building to collapse if their support is absent.
I believe that–even if I don't say it often, you are my support.
And as I've told you a lot of times before, it's hard to be funny without you after all.
Eggchan, I don't say this often, but thank you for being my friend.
Your friend,
Wemmbu:]