Myles, you disgust me. What would I do without you, my man?
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Myles, you disgust me. What would I do without you, my man?
Aresko responding to some of Grint’s antics.
Day no. 6387 (17 years, 2 months and 17 days since rebirth)
Dearest Florence,
The weather has turned at last, the winters growing colder. The harvest has failed.
The plants my die but My love for you however continues to grow.
Perhaps you are a wizard? Pesky things. Thou hath stolen my heart and my mind.
I grow madder and sadder.
I must go. The doctors are coming.
Yours,
E.A Pitwick