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Quick dry cement
Takes less than an hour
To harden enough
For you to walk over it.
My heart,
It's not cement
It'll never harden
Always soft.
Sugar is,
Death
Sweet and beautiful.
But I will live on.
(sweet and beautiful)
Death,
Suger is
Always soft
It'll never harden.
It's not cement,
My heart
For you to walk over it,
To harden just enough,
Takes less than an hour,
Quick dry cement.
No sugar (please).
This isn't summer...
This isn't fall...
So this must be
Autumn
To the High Priest Cadion,
With all of the love of the OtherBeings, we hope you make it to the wedding of R. Darciest P. II and Elyrssa H. Kriftssues. We miss you very much.
...all of us.
But, moreover... how are you feeling? Are the views of the Hazel River as beautiful as they say? Are the people of Diordian nice? Have they treated you well?
Arleen isn't happy, she wants to know what you're doing, who you're with and where you are..... and frankly, I do too.
It's been many, m a n y, months since your last report. It's been WEEKS since your last letter! Are you okay?
I know you told me not to, no matter what, but I've sent some health-men to make sure you're alright.
I've missed you everyday since you've left for your annual spirit journey. And I've missed you even more since your last letter when you told me that you were going to stay in Diordian for an extended period of time.
All I can hope for is that you find your spirit again, and hope that the OtherBeings keep you safe, and then some.
With all of my love for anyone in the world,
Second High Priest London ยง
*<3*