Letters For The Dead

Those who go before us are never really gone, you can find traces of their passing like lanterns in their wake, left to guide us on.~Summer arrives and Beacon Hills and the Stilinski’s are recovering from their near brush with tragedy. Stiles is hoping for two months of rest and a little less anxiety. What he gets instead is a new level of grieving, wildly inaccurate rumors about himself, and a sexual identity crisis. Between all that it's easy to dismiss the symptoms. It's been a hell of a year, he's allowed to feel under the weather, but he's fine.Really, it's nothing.