[ Good afternoon Luceti. In the silence of this post you can hear the crinkling of a single sheet of paper. It is a lone letter, one from a man who is no longer in this world. You might also hear the whistling of water from a tea pot and the familiar sounds of someone preparing tea. A few moments later you will hear some banging coming from the
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It might be selfish...but sometimes it's hard not to think like that anyway. Of course people who leave are going to be missed by those close to them. I know most of them are better off at home, but...there are some I've wanted to keep here.
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Yes, you're right. But...home wasn't any better for him I don't think. [ It's hard to explain but Sunnydale the way it was described was like another Luceti. ]
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[And then disappear again, but that's not the point.]
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...you mentioned birthdays. Did you have one recently?
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Ah, well, today is mine actually. [ Though anyday could have been a better day to have it by the looks of things. ]
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Helios? Oh! I think Frederic mentioned you before. You live with him, right?
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