My Beloved Ellen

[slappa the slut]

Oh my Ellen. Why do you shun me so.
You cut me deeper than any blade ever could.
Please I hope you see this and come back to me. There is something I must give you. The one item you left behind when you abandoned me and which I cannot bear to hold on to any longer. It is like clutching a smouldering rock holding on to such a possession. The memories are just too painful. You must take it back. I shall wait at our 'special place.'
My sweet little halfling. Stop calling yourself Eilidh. You cannot fool me.

[/i]signed in blood

Sylus Blackthorn
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