Years ago, he thought he could dpoubjo ju.
he knew not what he was doing, he still knows not.
Even after all this time, he is still fighting it.
It is a kind of danger that is not dissimilar to how a dolphin is always in danger of drowning.
The Professor is in danger, yes. And it is because of the Society.
In trying to protect himself, he has put another in harm's way.
A natural kind of danger, right in front of their eyes, yet they would never think it could happen to them.
I do not hate him. I could never hate him.
I love him.
I go behind his back because I love him, and because I do not believe he even knows I am here. I have tried countless times to connect with him instead of requiring a conduit like yourself.
The Society, he…still has a hold of me.
Even in more direct means before he…
It is not over. It has only begun. The Professor has stumbled upon something bigger than they can comprehend. In the coming weeks The Professor will return to us and once again explore something incomprehensible which has been right in front of their face this whole time. I fear they are already touching one another.
Regardless.
Return to me when The Professor returns. You should be able to continue by then.
Your confidant,
Echoes
he knew not what he was doing, he still knows not.
my anchor, you have become dislodged.
full and by, I am yours.