𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓰𝓲𝓵𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓽 ,
i look like my mother . . . can you believe it ? matthew and marilla came all the way from green gables to miss barry’s house , bringing me a letter from scotland . which i don’t recollect if i’ve ever told you about this , but i am scottish ! my parents emigrated to canada , and wistfully , there’s no extended family left there , as per the kirk's letter . anyhow , my beloved guardians went all the way to mrs. thomas’ house , who kept me after my parents passed away , and in her cabinet they found a book that my father gave to my mother ! and there , just by the last page , there was a portrait of my mother , drawn by my father ! red hair just like mine , feasibly more titian , if the colors he used were ever so accurate . even her handwriting is so strangely similar to mine . i can now rest assuredly over this missing puzzle piece —— everything now finally fits , perfectly so . not even in my wildest dreams i could have imagined such an outcome . and it was right there , in front of me for so long !
you must be bored by all of these meanderings of mine . i am certain they must be as tedious as my usual harangues , without the not ever so lovely sound of my voice . if we must continue this , i oblige you to let me know how dreadful these are . you certainly must have other things to do rather than reading these thoughts of mine . conversely , i urge you to share me your daily life at u of t , and how far and different from p.e.i. toronto is ! you are quite the pilgrim , gilbert blythe , at such tender age , and i cannot withhold my enmity . i so do wish the traveler gods don’t forget me in this tender life , and at least once grace me with unfamiliar horizons and neoteric sunsets .
now , regarding a certain affair that occured mere hours ago , i must deliver to you the entirety of questions i have buzzing in my head . you must forgive diana , for she told me in utmost confidence the tête-à-tête you had in your way to charlottetown . i was appalled to hear that my letter did not get to your hands ; horrified at myself for thinking the worst of you , when in reality , my words had never been unraveled by you . and i dread to admit what i’ve done to your letter —— i simply tore it apart before having the chance to read it , and i’ve regretted doing so the moment those tiny , cramped paper pieces touched the ground . try not to picture me , the embodiment of dismay , trying to pierce it all back together , only to not make anything out of it . what a confusion , even if it’s outcome was one ever so romantic , it could have been so , so much worse .
and yet what a tremendous coincidence to find you at mrs. blackmore’s porch , as i was ready to catch a train back to avonlea , hoping i could find you and pour my heart out to you , gilbert . again , what a coincidence , i had just met winifred , and she had delivered the news to me . must say i can ascribe to her pain , for i had been in the depths of despair since the fair . my state of confusion certainly did not help , but yet i cannot avoid to think all’s right with the world , and everything happened the way they were supposed to .
daylight is already creeping it’s way up and i haven’t got one ounce of sleep . i’m terrified to crawl up to my bed , only to wake up tomorrow morning and realize it was all nothing but a dream . that’s the wicked burden i need to endure when it comes to my imagination : even with the pinching , this feels very dream-alike . but if this was another one of my daydreams , i’m not sure even my mind could come up with such a plot . now i need to face a new reality , one where i don’t see you , nor matthew or marilla on a daily basis . but i must not fret , for i have my bosom friend and my dearest classmates here to help .
here’s for the change , and what it may bring to our journey .
yours truly ,
𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓮
p. s. : i completely forgot to lay out my questions , and i sincerely hope you can forgive me , but for now , i can settle with the answers for these : when ? where ? how ?!
p. s. 2 : since i didn’t get the chance to say i love you earlier today , i’m saying it now . hope this is enough until i can say it face to face . @bliythe











