July 15, 2008
These curses are much worse than I first thought, now that I am experiencing them myself. My first curse was certainly something to remember - I needed a few days to recover, even. Being in a harem... that's the most humiliating experience I have ever endured. Now I wish all the more that Satine might come here, or that I might go back home and help her, somehow. Harold Zidler doesn't seem to be a bad person at all, but that doesn't change that he's - that he's to her what Mr. Hargreaves (I believe?) was to me on that curse day.
And today, I find myself in prison. I have been emprisoned for my illicit affair with Satine. And I may yet be repentant, may be sorry for many a thing - but never for love. Never for my love of Satine. That, the ability to love, the experience of love, is something no one will ever take away from me.
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O Satine, my love, do you still think of me? Are you still in chains, or have you flown away without me? You must think I left you behind out of malice or unfaithfulness, but I must assure you I have never been more faithful, even now in my own set of chains.
I am writing you a song, Satine, to pass time - I've been writing you one before, but I don't have it with me - and I am putting all my love into it, and revising and revising, and maybe I'll make a collection of songs for you. Songs for Satine - that has a nice ring to it. I hope you think of me. I'm thinking of you. All the time.
Yours forever,
Christian
And today, I find myself in prison. I have been emprisoned for my illicit affair with Satine. And I may yet be repentant, may be sorry for many a thing - but never for love. Never for my love of Satine. That, the ability to love, the experience of love, is something no one will ever take away from me.
[Private || Hackable]
O Satine, my love, do you still think of me? Are you still in chains, or have you flown away without me? You must think I left you behind out of malice or unfaithfulness, but I must assure you I have never been more faithful, even now in my own set of chains.
I am writing you a song, Satine, to pass time - I've been writing you one before, but I don't have it with me - and I am putting all my love into it, and revising and revising, and maybe I'll make a collection of songs for you. Songs for Satine - that has a nice ring to it. I hope you think of me. I'm thinking of you. All the time.
Yours forever,
Christian