Jasper writes letters to his deceased sister once a month to update her on what's happening in his life, and wears her locket under his clothes at all times.

Your letter was sheer poetry and a joy to recieve. As unexpected as it was, hearing of the ways our moments together affected you, is simply spectacular.

Some people can never be released from the prisons they have slowly surrounded themselves in. A legacy of pain haunting them to the core and yet, one reminds them of how to appreciate the beauty of a moment.

If we are destined to meet again, you know where to find me. And as for that dance,

I am a man of my word.