I hoped to be remembered, and here you are.  

FALLING ANGST AHEAD: DRIVE WITH CAUTION

Bingo reaches out to feel nothing but the cold pillow beside him, and so wakes, and wishes he were but dreaming foul dreams. But his lover was gone. No more tears left to be shed, he pulls himself out of bed and sits down at the writing desk. Taking pen to hand, he writes,My Dearest Iorhael ( Read more... )