Darling
Muffy,
I have only lost but a foot. My left
foot to be precise. The general is looking into a new revolutionary prosthetic
foot for me. It will be wooden and lifelike. Darling there is also this new
treatment they’ve started giving us for pain and in this instance, limb loss— leeches.
These little creatures suck on the skin and remove the bad blood of sickness
and infection. Wonderful is it not? Despite the loss of blood, I still grow erect
with thoughts of you…you have that affect on me, my round siren. I have begun
to feel quite lightheaded and ill now; the doctor says it’s normal for the first
few days. I will write you again soon, love.
Your
pale faced devil,
Bentley
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