It must seem strange to receive a letter from a "Dictator" like me—not only because we are born enemies, but because this is a day for lovers.
Legends vary regarding this day. Some claim this is the day Aureon defeated Nythos, forcing Time to split them forever into Day and Night.
Even though Vampires and Werewolves both belong to the night, we oppose one another. Our clans may be at war, but between you and me? There is no personal vendetta.
I empathize with you, for you are so lonely and weak. Eternity is a curse, and you are merely a hostage of time.
Regardless. Take this as my well wishes.