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I appear to have come down with something of a cold. This is highly inappropriate. To think one curse has affected me so. ( I do not like being indebted to anyone... ) Gavin, I... Thank you appreciate your help in this time.
Private || Unhackable unless you're a pro
The more the days pass, the lesser I seem to miss home. I never thought I would go without work for so long... and yet it seems so normal. Perhaps I shall find a way back, and yet... it seems unlikely.
There are... things that trouble me now. From that one curse back then, to see Wright in the state he was in...
I wonder. Would Klavier know about this...? And these names that come to my thoughts. Of a Kristoph Gavin... just who is he and why am I aware of him?
Detective... how I wish you were still here. My god, am I missing that oaf...?
/Private
Speaking in sonnets and iambic pentameter seemed to be the norm of this last curse. It's not something I see holding any sort of purpose save making a mockery of the inhabitants of this place.
Hm. I think I shall finally look into buying that piano I wished to buy. Best not to waste those lessons...
... Heh. Even after all this time, his ways refuse to leave me.
Ironic, that in light of this recent curse, I am reminded of the words of Johan Wolfgang von Goethe...
Ich bin bei dir, du seist auch noch so ferne,
Du bist mir nah!
Die Sonne sinkt, bald leuchten mir die Sterne.
O wärst du da!
Strange how it seems to apply to circumstances as they have been. Perhaps I should look into more verse. It has been a while since I have had the chance to do so.
It's not like this place will allow me to put my work as a prosecutor into practice.
Private || Unhackable unless you're a pro
The more the days pass, the lesser I seem to miss home. I never thought I would go without work for so long... and yet it seems so normal. Perhaps I shall find a way back, and yet... it seems unlikely.
There are... things that trouble me now. From that one curse back then, to see Wright in the state he was in...
I wonder. Would Klavier know about this...? And these names that come to my thoughts. Of a Kristoph Gavin... just who is he and why am I aware of him?
Detective... how I wish you were still here. My god, am I missing that oaf...?
/Private
Speaking in sonnets and iambic pentameter seemed to be the norm of this last curse. It's not something I see holding any sort of purpose save making a mockery of the inhabitants of this place.
Hm. I think I shall finally look into buying that piano I wished to buy. Best not to waste those lessons...
... Heh. Even after all this time, his ways refuse to leave me.
Ironic, that in light of this recent curse, I am reminded of the words of Johan Wolfgang von Goethe...
Ich bin bei dir, du seist auch noch so ferne,
Du bist mir nah!
Die Sonne sinkt, bald leuchten mir die Sterne.
O wärst du da!
Strange how it seems to apply to circumstances as they have been. Perhaps I should look into more verse. It has been a while since I have had the chance to do so.
It's not like this place will allow me to put my work as a prosecutor into practice.