001 - In which Howl is without green slime.

[likepaleglass]

I may die

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[eldest_hatter]

Howl?

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[eldest_hatter]

...your dear Lettie?

[likepaleglass]

Lettie! Of course . . . lovely, lovely Lettie, who I may well never see again due to the unfortunate tribulations of the current reality!

The worst of it is that she'll never know what's happened to me -- a mystery that will haunt the rest of her life and cloud that delicate brow.

[eldest_hatter]

Did you happen to hit your head upon arrival? If that truly is you Howl.

[likepaleglass]

This is the part where I must wonder why everyone knows my name and I don't know anyone else's.

[But! On with the angsting and offended pride, because she's getting in the way of its proper carrying-out.]

I did not hit my head.

[eldest_hatter]

They know about you, because I told them of course!

Where are you?

[likepaleglass]

And who are you?

[Because she's definitely disrupting the angsting.]

[eldest_hatter]

Are you quite certain you didn't hit your head?

[likepaleglass]

Humor me. You sound vaguely familiar, come to think of it.

[eldest_hatter]

I'm Sophie.

[likepaleglass]

You. Sophie.

. . .

Hm. I must have been mistaken.

[eldest_hatter]

Mistaken how?

[likepaleglass]

Your voice is lovely and young. My Sophie has a voice a bit like a hoarse crow.

[eldest_hatter]

[Dead silence for a few minutes here...]

You must have hurt my head. You didn't answer me before. Where are you?

[likepaleglass]

As flattered as I am that you're so forward, I'm afraid I'm not fit to be seen at the moment.

[eldest_hatter]

Forward?

Howl! I'm your wife!