Letter From Locus Silentii

Upon the stars, that is where the talent and intellect reside. Oblivious to the world, as the envy becomes blinding.
Who knew gentleness and kindness welcomed only pain and suffering. Like the risk of falling into the depths when trying to mount the sky.
An inquiry into spirit traces, a glance into the site of storage. Even with iron shoes worn out unearthly, one has to visit the three depths.
Better off alone than to be an accomplice. One day, as they turn around, a path will be lit by the radiance of the stars.

Cryptologist From Locus Silentii