Re: [Return letter]
[Instead, she gives the note to Alexander's driver and remains, flitting around Tomes' dusty shelves and books. The driver returns with a note, much the same as the others, written in the sidebar of Poe'sAnnabel Lee. A dark grey ribbon this time, shot through with sparkling silver.]
Be not, who you are not, and be, as you were always meant.
Let them stare, Let them whisper, Let them crave, Let them wish.
You are ever greater than them all, and if you cannot see, then let me see for you, And my eyes will be your eyes. My heart will be your heart, Your blood, our blood, our blood to mend, the cracked fissure of our soul.
I love her, as I love all beautiful things, You highest among them, And most dear.
If you do not kiss her, I will instruct her to stay, until you covet her wings, and come to reclaim your own.