Mélange

- Lost Letter -

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Warning:
Imagery might be upsetting for some. Proceed with caution.
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My dearest beloved,

It has been a long time since you had joined

the guild. Travelling with merchants must be

fulfilling for you. I wrote this as to let you know

about our little boy, Henry. You have probably

heard about the worsening curse in our lands.

The money we receive from you has been a

blessing and I do wonder every day if you have

enough for yourself. Although the messenger

boy takes a portion of the shillings, I do not

mind giving it to him. The days have gotten

colder, make sure to wrap yourself up nice and

warm. Things have been surreal since the

heavenly bodies took our Henry away. I'm not

here to lie to you, my love, but I am at a loss for

words. Still, I get some food on Gertrude's

plate. If you were here, dear, things would be a

lot easier. Gertrude has been feverish just days

after Henry had passed and I fear that she, too,

would be taken from me. It wasn't just Henry

that fell but many of our friends and their

children too. I see some boys and girls on the

streets, begging to be given food or a home.

You and I would have taken them in but it

would seem that the plague takes them in

faster. The church has been helping me and

Gertrude to get by. I have been learning how to

read and write since you have been gone. I

hope it has been easy to read this. Keeping a

home together has never been this difficult

until you left and the plague started. If it had to

come down to Gertrude passing, my beloved, I

do not think I could ever wait for you. To join

her would put her and Henry's souls in peace,

surely, my dearest, you understand me. My life

was complete and you are the reason. May the

Lord above bring you safety.

Yours forevermore,
𝛓ⲁꞅⲁ

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