Category Archives: To Li
There is strength to spare in my world: Magdalena is fully returned to us, sorrowful perhaps but unwavering and more bilingual in the ways of the light than ever was thought possible. The warrior queen, while we will never see … Continue reading
To wonder what Li’s and my divorce party would look like, were we to have one. A decrepit mansion, perhaps, as the venue – preferably attached to a cemetery. The menu: Hors d’oeuvres would be skewers, of course. Cheese or … Continue reading
I like that he misses with the knife, in the first episode. And with the loa, how appropriate. And that he is rendered impotent. And then, in the season, the challenge. And the treasure trove of bags. So elegant. And … Continue reading
You will remember, beloved, when Maelynn lay beneath the ground with Aden, how we raised her. And you also, cara mia. So simple it is, for necromancers. And with the bond, of course one may find the icy tomb. The … Continue reading
The warrior queen does not like the poem I have said is for Lohr, and in truth she was annoying me in the writing of it. All these poems are preliminary in any case, as a part of this month, … Continue reading
Ah cara mia, how I would like to discuss this with you. So many tales of true crime, and so little contact.