Large bottle, with precise penmanship butting against the margins:
I don't know who will read this message. I don't even know if I expect anyone to read it. But I feel I must write nonetheless, and cast the words into the unknown. I am forever thankful for the opportunities given to me. Worlds of exploration, discovery, history, language...they blossom before me like a wizard's garden, full of magic and beauty, tended with loving care. I have found and deepened friendships in the time since the Calamity, have scaled heights and plumbed depths that defy imagination. I have wept and laughed, loved and hated, been shocked by wonders I could never have anticipated. May you always walk in the Light, and the Dark, toward a better, fuller tomorrow, for you have given me a better, fuller today.

With bittersweet rejoicing and solemn celebration,
A keen-eyed summoner and soft-hearted knight