prologue

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   Yao picked up a picture. He had noticed it on the ground after it had fallen off of the fireplace. On the picture was Alfred and Kiku hugging eachother, the two of them crying. Yao sighed and smiled, going to sit down on the couch. He could remember how much had happened. The mail service had almost completely shut down in 2000, mainly because people had thought that that year would be the end of the world.

  "Oh how much we had done..." Yao whispered, shaking his head. He remembered comforting poor Kiku when the two weren't able to write to eachother for a month.

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