Letter from Liora to Nikki and Momo

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:By the time I put pen to paper, the train had already carried me into a landscape I'd never seen before. Outside the glass, clouds drift like tufts of cotton pulled from the sky, spread out as if drying on a line. Soft. Weightless. They remind me of you.Nikki, thank you. Not just for unmasking Threadstar's twisted games, but for reminding me what it feels like to dream.Sometimes I wonder—if Cersei had met you, would she have learned sooner that dreams don't need names others give them? They don't need fanfare, or approval, or some grand unveiling. A dream might be something small, something fleeting: the warmth of sunlight spilling across the floor, the hush of a bird's wings in the wind, the sudden thought that you could reach out and catch it. That's all it takes...Jenny tells me you and Momo have seen so many places together. And I ask myself—how far will I need to travel to reach that one fleeting instant?Perhaps, there's still a peak left to conquer. Perhaps, it all begins tomorrow.I wish you fair skies on your journey ahead, and may you find surprises worth the detour. ::Liora