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[feathered]

"He arrived one day at about three o'clock; everyone was in the fields; he entered the kitchen but at first did not notice Emma; the shutters were closed.Through the slits in the wood, the sun cast over the flagstones long, narrow stripes that broke at the angles of the furniture and trembled on the ceiling. On the table, flies were walking up the

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[robotliliput]

EEEEEeeee! I'm so glad you posted.

Yes, Edmund had a strange sense of what was age-appropriate literature. I mean, you were a brilliant 13 year old, but still...

[feathered]

Oh, Edmund. Oh, Lonelies. I wish we could do some sort of 10+ year reunion, like with high school, and just see where everyone is. I keep in touch with MLE, and read your journal of course, but, for instance, whatever happened to Paige? How is she, do you know?

[anandimide]

Sigh. I've been wanting to read that so badly. That's one of the downsides to living here... I can find bootlegs of a lot of newer stuff, but if there's a public-domain English trans, it's usually impossible to find a newer one.

[feathered]

Do you have a mailing address there? I'd love to send you a copy if you'd like--I could also poke around my bookstores if there's anything else you want.

[mythicalbeast]

Now this is one of the very special sorts of posts you excel at C3.

[feathered]

<3 Oh thank you!

I've been planning to write you again soon but I am a lazy bum when it comes to emailing--it gives me writer's block--I hope now that I by stating the intention I'll actually manage it.

[mythicalbeast]

Was wandering the city the other day, and ambled around some of the same used book stores I was in back when I sent you those large packages so very long ago now in a very tempus frangit way. In short, thinking of you.

[dandelion]

I've missed you, I'm glad you're back <3