Letter

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Dear Ardere,

This will be the last time my pen will rest on these papers and you won't know that you are the muse to my musician, model to my maker, inspiration to my inventor. The next time when these fingers press the buttons of the keyboards, you will know that these words are directed towards you.

The fear of losing the little chances I have to contact you pushes me back, resists my movements, but my resolve to express my emotions to you has grown as strong as the might of Thor's hammer. Nothing in this world can stop me from reaching you.

I will be prepared for both. An aye aye of affirmation and a nae nae of refutation.
Whether this is the climax of our ny journey or the beginning of our story depends on your reaction.

Yours truly,
Asura

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