Dearest Cecilia,

I appreciate you following my instructions without being forced to do so. I am, however, deeply ashamed for having read that filth you sent me. That which you call a 'story'. It lacked substance for one thing. It is useless to write a bunch of short descriptions and expect to have a proper story consisting of a hundred words or less. A story requires essence of character, development... a tale is like a human being. It must be nurtured and cultivated by reading. Never stop reading. I desire a better story tonight.

Secondly, since you have nonetheless completed all the tasks set to you, I have given you a closet. Unfortunately, it only holds one dress, but I suppose the gray lacy fabric of it will suit your fiery hair just fine. I am afraid I cannot answer your questions on why you're there and who on earth I am. But know this, I am not your enemy.

Yours truly,
L.M.