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🎶 And maybe I'm tired of you running your mouth.

🎶 And maybe I don't have the guts to spell it out.

🎶 And maybe I want you to hurt my brain.

🎶 And maybe...

→ East Coast by Alex G...

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Rosie carefully read the letter..

Her hand laid flat on her stomach before slinking up to her chests in a moment of sorrow.

She stood up and moved to her study, framing the letter in a case, putting it on display.

“My Darling...”

She spoke to the empty silence of her emporium.. There surely had to be some.. No no. She mustn't let her selfish thoughts consume her.

He had given her response after response.. And after all, perhaps he was correct in saying Böse and Eleanor were gifts enough.

Three nights time..

Perhaps Alastor will have brought her a solution to fill this gaping hole in her heart that he, her snake and her babies could not quite fill..

If only there were an elixir strong enough, a cigarette potent enough, a drug hypnotic enough for her mind to muffle the ache her chest does fill.

She had been wanting this in life.. And yet the curse of a baren scepter discredit her to provide such the first time.

Surely, surely.. Hell wouldn't be so cruel as to take it away from her again.

What were she kidding.

It was Hell.

Everything about this place was cruel.

Even if she were to try. Hell would come up with a different way as to tear her away.

The snake managed to fill her when her deer could not.

And yet she lost him.

Her son.

Her gift.

Her only full-born kin.

Lost.

Lost to the blood of hell.

Made to be another eye against the walls.

The two promised never to tell their deer.

Why was she so determined HE could possibly have a different outcome than the snake.

The snake managed to have a child so perfectly.

Not a complication in the process...

She took a deep inhale. And left a kiss implant on top of the frame before pulling out a parchment herself and inking her quill.

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My dearest Alastor H.

I understand fully of your limited time.

Three nights from now is a perfect time to discuss.

I would also like to apologize.

As I put an unrealistic expectation on you, and never properly saw the error of my act due to my anger.

There is another thing I owe you an apology for.

And an explanation.

You must understand first, that my cowardice to hide such is not of your fault.

And I take full responsibility, so I ask of you not to be upset at our snake for hiding it so.

For he was only following my wishes.

I do believe that my dream is nothing but a fantasy, that my want will never be reached, and my wish, never granted.

Last spring, when you had the girls for that solstice's festival at your hotel.

When our snake left for, in your mind, precautious reasons.

He came to me.

And granted me that wish.

We went behind your back, and I am ever so sorry.

And yet, I was punished for betraying you.

I do not wish to tell of anymore, but in those three nights time, I swear to you, the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

- Yours, Rosie ♡

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She put the ink away, tucked the letter in a neat red envelope.

Holding it to her chest before applying another kiss towards it and sighing.

“I do hope he is not as cross with me when he read's this..”

And sending it off in the mail.. Praying it reached him soon.