Dearest Eliana,
Thanks for your exquisite letter. Your words moved me. How could I not reply?
W hy do you toy with my heart
A fter all we’ve now been through
Never speaking things clear
Never saying what’s true
After all I know you well now
Far beyond what we were
Under the stars in Argothia, I
Called you instead of her
K is a stupid letter but you get the picture.
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Yours,
Sil
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