There was a letter that had been written, but never sent.
It sat in a drawer, gathering dust, hidden away from the world.
The letter was full of words that could have changed the course of history, words full of love, regret, and hope.
The writer had written it years ago, but never had the courage to send it.
One day, years later, the letter was found by someone who never knew the writer.
They read it, and though the words were from a distant time, they felt as though they were meant for them.
 In the end, the letter became a bridge, not only between the past and present but between two souls who needed to hear its message: it's never too late to speak the truth.