Dispatches #6: Apologize — I Should
Today I can go at last outside again. I am sorry to not write in so long, but things were very much bad even for a place where things always very much bad. I did a picture of a ground floor of a house to show as things look in view of day again. Bombs have started to fall and will not leave. All the day long. All the night long. My beloved Fanta and I have gone to a place under the house and there we have remained. We did not go outside within many days. Weeks. Who can tell for certain?
These things happen periodically. Fortunately, I had enough many foodstuffs that we could wait it. All the night long. All the day long. Impact of impact of impact of the bombs falling, similarly to giants stomping on the ground. Sometimes they go closer. Sometimes they go further away. Sometimes they dance similarly to mad people. But always they—there. But, today, at last, giants have left.
Now things are a little more desperate than usually. Our stocks are very low. We cannot do it through other episode is similar to this. Who can help us? Kopeth. And he will not help us for free. But, there are things which I can make for him and then he will help us. They—things by which I would not like to do if I had not to. But I have no choice. So I shall make that I should make so that we could go through and for once leave this place.
