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A CONFESSION FROM ERAST TO LIZA’S MOTHERJanuary 11, 2015
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I remember the happiest day of my life. It was spent with your daughter Liza on one of our many encounters. Looking back things could have been different, and I wish that they had, I truly do, for as I embraced Liza upon a bed of her own gentle lilies I was blind to the darkening clouds above as well as all the joy I have ever known in this life passing before my eyes. I recognize that as her mother you may wish for me to exclude more intimate details regarding how I unknowingly stole your Liza’s innocence, but I know that you will never see this letter, so I write the following for my own heart’ssake.
I reflect now on my young ambition, my adolescent inattention, and I see now the moment I relinquished my one chance at divine bliss to the cruel world. At the time I perceived the source of my guilt to be my deception of Liza when I did not contact her upon my return from service, but how could I with the shame I then carried? My estate, nearly lost, left me without the identity of the boy I once knew, the one Liza knew. I had always felt such security, and I know she did as well, knowing that I could provide for her and your every whim. I could not bring myself to drag poor Liza in to my own despondence anddestitution.
Having a lifetime to replay those soft, bright days and even the gentle conversations you and I shared upon the windowsill countless times, I know now that money and its absence were only a fraction of our sorrows. At first I was naive to the real source of our unhappiness and I spent many years before I came to the truth, for how could I suspect that it was me and my own greedy heart that killed Liza. At first I looked on your relationship with your late husband with such admiration and affection. At times he wealth and extravagance of my estate seemed meagre to the love you and him shared, and I envisioned Liza and I having such a life. I know that you were unaware of these affections, and I apologize for deceiving you. You deserve to know the truth. After our first true act of intimacy, I craved more from Liza. More of her tenderness, her suppleness, her grace. And she knew this, she would confess how afraid she was of losing my love, but love it was no longer. I lusted after Liza. No more love, only a savage hunger that could never be fulfilled, so I left. It was never Liza’s fault. I drove myself away. Worse yet I promised my eventual return, a mistake knowing the cruel push and pull of the sadist known as fate. “My dear, kind Erast! remember your poor Liza who loves you more than herself!” Within those last words spoken between us were the deal hope I had vainly instilled in her heart. The lust, the money, the shame, it is all of these that haunt me now and will drive me to my death. I have lived my years in unhappiness and bitterness as a murderer walking free. Worse still I am the murderer of the very embodiment of all the world’s kindness and purity and the mother who bore her, and it is because of the gravity of these actions that I am not deserving of a mortal place on this Earth. How can I continue to tread the same evening meadows that once caressed the tender feet of such a forgiving soul as Liza. This confession I write with a steady hand, and upon its completion I will hurl it in to the same river that consumed my love. Then I myself will drown, but I do not expect to meet Liza or yourself. There is a dark solitude awaiting me in Hell. A LETTER TO DUNYA FROM HER FATHER (JASON SCHULTZ) January 11, 2015January 11, 2015~ jasonschultz1
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My Dear, Sweet Dunya, I pray my letter goes unnoticed and will reach you posthaste. My precious daughter, my little lost lamb! Didn’t I also love you, pamper you, give you everything you needed? The wolf has stolen you away from me. If only I could be your shepherd and guide you home! My heart grieves when I think of how miserable and anguished you must be without me. The doctor has revealed all to me—that hussar rapscallion was never sick in our care, and all that time in your doting care he had been plotting to lure you away. Do not begrudge the poor doctor. He feared the cruel whip of that rake, your husband. My sweet summer child, so young and naïve! Heed your father’s words. You are not yet accustomed to the ways of this world as I am. I have lived a long life of bitter experience. The husband may lavish you with fineries now, but soon he will be no more than a street sweeper or worse, begging for scraps to make ends meet. I have seen it time and time again. It would be better for you to pass away into memory than suffer such a fate, mydaughter!
I have done all I can to get you back, but the rake, clever devil that he is, uses his advantage to keep me away; I can do no more. When I saw you collapse onto the carpet in grief, my worst fears and suspicions were confirmed. In my wretched state I’ve taken to drinking again. I will wait for your return at home. I know it will be difficult to get away from him, but you must at all costsreturn immediately!
Your loving father,
Samson Vyrin
A LETTER TO VULICH FROM PECHORIN (KATHERINE ASKEW) January 11, 2015January 11, 2015~ kathaskew
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Vulich,
In my attempts to fight fate, it seems at times I play right into her hands. Your unfortunate demise might be one such time. I can’t help but wonder if, by uttering those fateful words on that day, I had condemned you to death. Not directly, but by setting in motion a series of events that would end in your death. Your killer was looking specifically for you after all. Perhaps he was there when I foretold of your death and he, in his drunken haze, had decided to test the theory of predestination for himself. On the other hand, fate has always enjoyed playing cruel jokes on me all my life. Perhaps she had heard me and became determined to have you killed, one way or another, in order to make me more unhappy. I confronted your killer, and he is being punished for his crimes. Perhaps this gives you some small consolation? I, like you, placed my life in fate’s hands during that eventful night. When I charged into the cottage that your killer had barricaded himself in, I delivered myself to fate’s hand for her to do whatever she wanted with me. Like you, at first, she has spared me. But who knows, maybe she is just biding her time! I will take your death as a forewarning and will avoid provoking fate’s wrath upon me. My provocations have only left behind a path of destruction for others. Surely I lay on that path somewhere. I have sought to annihilate my emotions, to act on reason alone. Instead of granting me wisdom, perhaps that has only left me blind.Regards,
Pechorin
FROM LIZA TO ERAST (NIKA MCKAGEN)January 10, 2015
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Dearest Erast,
I regret to read your letter, for I thought you truly had cared for me. I fell for you because I saw you as genuine, caring, and honest. My mother saw the same. But now I see that you have been a lying manall along.
I appreciate that you thought I was a rather “attractive lady,” and yes, I was young and naive, but you had no right to trick me into falling for you. And have you no respect, you tricked my mother too! We had something beautiful, Erast, you were the only thought in my head day in and day out. I realize now I should have married the young shepherd and saved my innocence. The only thing you care about is money; you bought my flowers and then my trade, finally my soul. After that night in the meadow, you became immensely uninterested. I didn’t matter to you anymore. You, just like the rest of them! We could have lived a simple life together, if you had just lost your moneybags for eyes. And after you came back from this so called “war,” you had one more chance to be with me. I saw you in the street, and you told me we could never be together. All you say is that you wish you said otherwise, because this cost me my life. You, sir, are wrong. Much more than this phrase caused my demise. I hope God gives you what youdeserve…
You deserve spending the rest of your life unhappily; if not only for my life, but for what you have done to my poor mother. I hope the gates of hell are opened for you.Regretfully,
Liza
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