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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

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[loyalless]

Cleverly side-stepped; you're wise to leave her name unvoiced.

Well.

[ ... ] You're the first who's had the - ha - privilege of a clear sight of my heart. Or perhaps this so-called heart of mine hums differently for you, and in your regard.

Your regard, which is the truest grace I've been granted.

I don't doubt your love, dearest, any more than I doubt my feelings for you. That alone... I've never believed much of anything. Or haven't since an early age. You astonish me. The depths of my faith in you astonish me.

And you are worth every word I could find to speak, worth praises far beyond my voice and gesture.

[ ... ]

Please, I—

As you like. I.

Or, no. Please. I don't wish you to believe I think so little of your past, only in my experience, the past is rarely worth speaking I don't wish to we have so little time to it isn't a subject I'm versed in discussing. What I mean to say is that if you wish to speak, Katrina, I am and will be here.

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[lostyourheart]

Can my past matter so much at all when there is no future for us?

Unfair, again and ever, unfair of me

Surely you have loved before?

Or, no, you've said as much, haven't you? That our encounters are strange to you?

Treavor -

I am loathe to put this to voice, or to text as the case may be.

Why her?

What does she possess that

Is there no one else who can offer you what you need from her marriage this union before you? Is it truly your only option, and is there no one, not a single woman in all of your circle, who could someday perhaps offer what you find with me?

It pains me to think I am all for you. And if there are things that can never be for us - surely, you could find this again?

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[lostyourheart]

Forgive me. I go too far.

Your reasons are your own. Of course. And I know well enough that love is no consideration of merit in these affairs, no matter how much I might wish it for you.

[loyalless]

[ ... ]

Understand, I don't

[ ... ]

No, you. Are well within your rights to speak.

And you aren't mistaken; I am not in a position to [ ... ] entertain thoughts of affection in my future decisions. Nor did I expect to find anything of the kind. I thought I burned the last of those hopes after that bastard You have been a welcome surprise. And more momentous than that word suggests, of course. Far more lasting. Dearest, I believe you'll linger with me all my days never mind what else may happen.

I expect I'll have little use for any trace of my heart beyond your stay. Still, it's [ ... ] nice that it's gotten some use.

What I have with you is new. I won't say I've been wholly without [ ... ] affections. But all were brought to damage nothing soon enough, and that I have never felt so utterly [ ... ] seen or welcomed as I do in your regard.

Rarely (never) have I felt so [ ... ] crucial.

You have reached for me in ways no other has, my love. Nor would I welcome any touch beyond your own.

[lostyourheart]

[ There's a delay. Katrina contemplates here the things he has revealed in that message: the life he has lived, and the one extending before him, barren of any warmth. Likely barren of any kindness.

He needs kindness and warmth. He is one of those particular men who, in its absence, grows bitter. Grows frightened, and cold, and lost. Hasn't she seen men like that before, often marching off seeking a fight against manufactured foes? (Hasn't she seen them returned home, and buried?)

But what can she do, when their paths are carved out unalterable before them? ]

I will ever reach for you, and ever exalt in you. Place an ocean between us and I will still pray your name in the darkness, at hours when I know you might be listening. I will still seek you out in dreaming.

In what ways I can, I would make a kinder world for you.

You have made my own world softer, you know. What I thought was long lost and forgotten has been revived, made new and beautiful. Perhaps such beauty is never meant to last. Perhaps that is why I seem ever to lose what I For me, there will never again be this; no one could compare to you.

Well. To have had it for a moment is enough. Surely, it is enough.