Pouty Trout

First Draft

Hea kandma,
Kui sa seda luged, siis ma olen käinud selle maa käimisel, et see visati puust kasti ja maeti alla 6 jalga mustusest. Mul on nii kahju, et peate nii kiiresti lahkuma, palun edastage uudised aeglaselt emale. Samuti õnnitlen teid mereväe sisenemisest, ma loodan, et nooremmaat edutatakse. Palun andke see äkiline lahkumine ja ära kurt selle üle. Ma jätan sulle oma esemed ja asjad, mis aitavad teil kodus olla. Kood on 2264.
Sinu vend, forell.

Translation provided by Level 0 Mail Department:
Dear Bear,
if you're reading this then I have gone from walking this Earth to being thrown into a wooden box and buried under 6 feet of dirt. I’m so sorry to have to leave so soon, please deliver the news slowly to Mother. Also congrats on your entry into the Navy, I expect that promotion to Nooremmaat. Please forgive this sudden departure and do not grief over it. I leave you my items and things that’ll ‘interest’ you at home. Code is 2264.

Your brother, Trout.

Second Draft

(Edits: Removed translation box and kept English text, Added more to appeal and show feelings between the two)
Dear Bear,
if you're reading this then I have gone from walking this Earth to being thrown into a wooden box and buried under 6 feet of dirt. Sorry for giving it to you so bluntly like that, you know how I can be.
Please forgive this sudden departure and do not grieve over me. I want to just write to you how I feel if I'm not to express these before this letter: I love you. Since we were little children, we punched, tore, and screamed at each other about every little detail. You always had the aspect of wanting to go and do bad things like steal the potatoes from Ms. Millia while I wanted to go to the library and read. In Tallinn, we'd get pissy whenever mother forced us to sit next to each when taking pictures. All of the brotherly hate we had towards each other had still not vanished. However in the end we kept each others backs. The way you helped deal with my emotional problems when Dad had passed from the accident I caused. There for the early days in my career of highschool and college. Up to now you've never blamed me nor anyone for my foul life. Still, from what had happened on the 12th I greatly and deeply felt sorrow, misery, and just… something. I’m so sorry to have to leave so soon, even without giving you a hug goodbye.
Please deliver the news slowly to Mother. I leave you my items and things that’ll ‘interest’ you at home.
Code is 2264.
Your brother, Trout.
P.S: Also congrats on your entry into the Navy, I expect that promotion to Nooremmaat. Keep our tradition going little one.

Third Draft

Archivist's Note: the following text has been translated from Estonian by the Level-0 Mail Department.
An included item of interest is a picture of personnel member █████ Trout with his brother, amidst a crowd of people. On the back of the picture, written in purple ink, are the words: "Ida-müür, Berliin 1989"

Dear Bear,

If you're reading this, then I have gone from walking this Earth to being thrown into a wooden box and buried under 6 feet of dirt. Sorry for giving it to you so bluntly like that, you know how I can be.

Please forgive this sudden departure and do not grieve over me. I want to just write to you how I feel if I'm not there to express these thoughts before this letter: I love you. Since we were little children, we punched, tore, and screamed at each other about every little detail. You always had the aspect of wanting to go and do bad things like steal the potatoes from Ms. Millia while I wanted to go to the library and read. In Tallinn, we'd get pissy whenever Mother forced us to sit next to each when taking pictures. All of the brotherly hate we had towards each other had still not vanished. However in the end we kept each other's backs. The way you helped deal with my emotional problems when Dad had passed from the accident I caused. You were there for the early days in my career of highschool and college. Up to now you've never blamed me nor anyone for my foul life. Still, from what had happened on the 12th I greatly and deeply felt sorrow, misery, and just… something. I’m so sorry to have to leave so soon, even without giving you a hug goodbye.

Please deliver the news slowly to Mother. I leave you my items and things that’ll ‘interest’ you at home.

Code is 2264.

Your brother, Trout.

P.S: Also congrats on your entry into the Navy, I expect that promotion to Nooremmaat. Keep our tradition going little one.