Ahem. More compliments:
Corvus Glaive-- Your efficiency in battle occasionally comes close to reaching my own. Keep working to temper your bloodlust and one day we may be evenly matched.
Ebony Maw-- I appreciated your entry for this year’s “Azgoth of Kria” Poetry Competition, most especially the closing lines:
“High he held his gauntlet before the children of the stars
Yet not as lofty as his ideals
For if power was the blood through his veins,
this creed was all life carried within them”
The imagery alone was so magnificent that to count you among the galaxy’s greatest literary minds would be an understatement on par with...well, calling myself a minor celebrity. I wish you the best of luck as the contest continues.
Proxima Midnight--Your personal ambition is only matched by your fidelity. A recent example-- when the planet of Polypacia offered you a queenship in exchange for your loyalty. Do not think I was not watching. And for a few moments, I’ll admit my cynical nature got the best of me but... seeing you toss the crown jewels into the mouth of that active volcano was nonetheless one of the proudest moments of my life.
Cull Obsidian-- On an excursion into the Magrathea system a few weeks ago, I did actually acquire the chance to try out that scarf you knitted. It kept me delightfully warm-- not only due to the polyfibrous material, I’d like to think, but due to all of the heart you put into it as well. And don’t worry about Ronan disliking the sweater you made him. I’ll see to it he comes around eventually.









