An antiquated letter to "R"

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The old-fashioned envelope sighed as it was opened. A thin film that had sealed the contents tore free, releasing a faint oily perfume into the room. From inside came a letter, the paper warm and ridged under the fingertips, the handwriting dense and continuous; at its base a small, standard data chip was affixed with a precisely spread, watery glue.

The ink on the page flowed heavy and patient:

“

R,

It has been some time since our last meeting.

I was made wary by your exchange with the Tribune.

Do you have any updates on our project as we agreed?

Those under my command and I have been at our tasks without respite.

We used parts of your data in the recent improvements. Given the silence from your side, I ordered my people to press forward with our own solutions, returning to the original schematics more closely.

Attached below this letter you will find a data chip containing our latest progress and a report. It is encrypted. You know the keys.

If you require resources, tell me and I will supply them.

Answer soon, by whatever means you deem fit.

”

When Revenant finished reading, the letters began to thin, the words evaporating slow and until the page lay blank and the room smelled faintly of oil.

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