This is a compilation of letters that Richard Faulkerson Jr. and Nicomaine Dei Capili Mendoza never sent to each other.
All fluff.
No angst.
*To do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work
This is a compilation of letters that Richard Faulkerson Jr. and Nicomaine Dei Capili Mendoza never sent to each other.
All fluff.
No angst.
*To do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work
Originally a twitter thread (but then prompt mo, sulat mo apparently should be followed) and posted in the Pakiwari book. And since it seems like this story is going to go full-novel on me, I decide...