Category: Letters to an Angel
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Destination Exile
I do not trust Death. She has already misled me before. Several times, really. I am still stuck here, after all.
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Can I Go Home?
Can I go home now? I just want to go home. Even though I am physically here at my house… Even though I spend days – no, weeks, months even – never leaving this place…. Look, I just want to go home. Please… I just want to go home.
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105th Letter
25/07/2025 To my…. Sleep. I don’t feel I’ve been getting enough of it lately. And not because I’m physically tired. No. But it’s something my entirety still calls me to chase modt every waking second of my day. You already know how hard it is for me to fall into sleep, my dear sweetheart. The…
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Back Home
There was no way to win out there. Either suffer the comfort, or make others suffer for the sake of your own light.
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Treasures Upon the Ship
‘Dreams’ I think we used to call them. Artifacts? Centuries have crawled past since their last use. Mementos? Small reminders of the champions I could have become. Garbage? A collection of many things I no longer put to use. Treasure. Bits and pieces from the times I truly felt valuable. Now, the time has come…
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Poor Hearts of Gold
And she was all for making it last as long as it could. Not a silly thing at all, but an entirely silly notion all the same.
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Plagues of Pretence
Mind you, expensive materials and tools make cheap art all the time. Monetary value is not what we speak of here. No.
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Lost. In the silence I…. Who knows… No matter what the fanatics whisper, it’s still just me who sits in the cold. Look at all the fires a knight ignites. Look at the light the lost finally have to better their path. This is duty, after all. And the strong do their duty. … Silence…
Diaries of the Moonlight Hours 