Dearest Bungie, It has been three long days since I was last able to look upon your digital face. My mind is wandering to places I knew of but rarely sought out(Skyrim). My trek has taken me through multiple tasks and each one while engaging still provided no recourse. First there was the trial of the cache memory. This was attempted multiple times and for different lengths of time. 30 seconds, 2 minutes, 5, 30 and nothing seemed to work. Second, was the trial of router interuptus. The rebooting of the home network was a dark time. Alexa would not speak to me, I could not turn on lights, and the younglings could not see the tubes of you. But finally they came back up and still the door to Destiny remained as locked as the gate to the Iron Temple. Cat5 cables crossed the lands and were attached to various devices. Wifi was dropped in favor of cellular networks. All with no changes. Desperation was setting in and options were getting small. Next we were told of a way that other were able to bridge the distance. Apparently older equipment still had the touch and the power. But I looked over at mine, and the dust was as think as the engrams Saladhead has to offer. Nary touched low these past 8 months but to move from one domicile to another. The smaller pocket transporter not engaged in well over a month and I knew these choices were not the issue. Next there was told of an account of great power and this account controlled the all powerful plus account. This was checked, changed and verified. Still nothing was changed in my ability to make it back to you. Desperation set in and I removed you from the transporting device and reinstalled your glowing facade. This while a painfully long process still got me no closer to you. I am beginning to lose hope that I will see your welcoming visage once more before the nomad leaves the temple and I was oh so close to looking at more of her treasures. I long that it will be fixed soon but I am resolved that I may not see you again. Yours in light, Guardian.