68 - Claire Bennet
Jun. 17th, 2009 12:04 pm(ooc: this letter is addressed but he did not actually mark it as private)
( (ooc LJ cut -- the letter is long and the mun doesn't want to upset anyone) )
Yours in Obedience and Gratitude,
M. de Sade
( (ooc LJ cut -- the letter is long and the mun doesn't want to upset anyone) )
Yours in Obedience and Gratitude,
M. de Sade
[Private to Romana]
I am feeling much better now. No dizziness when I am up and about. My hand does not hurt so much to write with, either.
...I keep having nightmares, however.
[Private to Giselle]
Giselle, my savior, my light, my joy! I am in much better health and your little companion has been most helpful. I should like to deliver him to you and thank you in person for your kind consideration and aid in my time of need.
[Private to West]
...Let's not do that again, oui?
I am feeling much better now. No dizziness when I am up and about. My hand does not hurt so much to write with, either.
...I keep having nightmares, however.
[Private to Giselle]
Giselle, my savior, my light, my joy! I am in much better health and your little companion has been most helpful. I should like to deliver him to you and thank you in person for your kind consideration and aid in my time of need.
[Private to West]
...Let's not do that again, oui?
10 [Private to Giselle]
Jul. 24th, 2008 08:50 pmTo my loveliest Giselle,
Each of the seven days in the last week have been days without sunshine, for not once have I seen your face nor even heard a kind word. Have you fallen ill, my pet? I pray I have not offended you in some way; it breaks my heart to even think it. I know that I have -- changed, for the time being, but please know it is still me.
Ask anything of me, and it is yours, but please -- favor me with your company again. A glance. A word, even on paper. A gesture. All of these things are precious to me, and I await your reply in earnest.
Yours,
Donatien
Each of the seven days in the last week have been days without sunshine, for not once have I seen your face nor even heard a kind word. Have you fallen ill, my pet? I pray I have not offended you in some way; it breaks my heart to even think it. I know that I have -- changed, for the time being, but please know it is still me.
Ask anything of me, and it is yours, but please -- favor me with your company again. A glance. A word, even on paper. A gesture. All of these things are precious to me, and I await your reply in earnest.
Yours,
Donatien