Merry New Year, everyone!
There are plenty of things that I am capable of doing without thinking about either you or the past we've left behind us, but strolling through the streets of London after dusk will never be one of them.
The streets have changed, and the decadence in which we both flourished is as ruined and rotted as the Greek temples upon which we all built our passions. But Basil, the air is as unaltered as I appear to be. The mood just as kissed and muted by the stars faded in city lights as it was a hundred years ago -- and how I am sure it will be in a hundred years still.
You should see it.
And I wish you not a happy new year, but instead hope that this year, for you, is better than any other could have been.
Love,
Dorian
I thought tradition dictates that the champagne gets opened at midnight. Not hours before, so that by the time the ball drops, you're already passed out on the sofa.
But you can correct me if I'm wrong.
How was your new year, te?
I hope your bags are packed, and please try to get some rest tonight. We have a long day ahead of us.
Happy New Year.
I'll contact you when we arrive.
Let's start the new year with a bang. I've got a new gun that needs testing. Who wants in?
»So.»Got a question.
»What was that last night?
So this is weird butHey, so, despite the different universes, you're still a Carol, and I was hoping we could get to hang out sometime? Grab sandwiches or chilli dogs and fly up to the rooftop to avoid the city crowd? Probablyyyy not this weekend because business trip but SOON!