My dearest Araavos, If you're reading this... My time has come... We knew it would eventually..
Andrew's 3 now.. can you believe it? It seems like so long ago. I want you to know, I regret nothing. And i'm sorry I couldn't let you help me, but, the god life was never for me. Don't be mad.. it's okay... I wanted this.. But Andrew... my sweet boy... Remember what you promised me? I.. I hope you can help him. He's going to need it. Please... look after him. You're all he has now...
You're dearest,
Guinevere