My Flame,
Greetings from the infirmary! It appears my foot has become infected and I have been placed under strict doctor’s care. I hope you did not get too belligerent from the imported liquors—my brother tends to drink heavily and irresponsibly. On medical news, it appears leeches cannot suck out everything although they make one quite giddy when placed upon the taint. The doctor has been giving me an experimental medicine—it causes me to have the most vivid and damp dreams.
Why just the other night I dreamt that I was back in your loving arms. We were in Patterson's field where we first consummated our love. It was twilight. We lay on a blanket, your back was arched and the morning dew settled on your muff.
Upon climax you burst into flame and rose to the heavens; all the while the grasses grew at hellish speed and a baby's cry sounded as the earth split open and in I fell. I awoke on the floor, covered in…well.
I can only hope I get through this. Send Seymour, that talented little rascal my love. I hope to dream of you yet again.
Greetings from the infirmary! It appears my foot has become infected and I have been placed under strict doctor’s care. I hope you did not get too belligerent from the imported liquors—my brother tends to drink heavily and irresponsibly. On medical news, it appears leeches cannot suck out everything although they make one quite giddy when placed upon the taint. The doctor has been giving me an experimental medicine—it causes me to have the most vivid and damp dreams.
Why just the other night I dreamt that I was back in your loving arms. We were in Patterson's field where we first consummated our love. It was twilight. We lay on a blanket, your back was arched and the morning dew settled on your muff.
Upon climax you burst into flame and rose to the heavens; all the while the grasses grew at hellish speed and a baby's cry sounded as the earth split open and in I fell. I awoke on the floor, covered in…well.
I can only hope I get through this. Send Seymour, that talented little rascal my love. I hope to dream of you yet again.
Your moist, clammy warrior,
Bentley
Bentley
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