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Dear aunt Harriet,
I think that perhaps someone else has the same power as me, or I should say, had, for he said it was not normal for him. He can always change shape, though, but he does not usually become who he changes into, as I do. Still, it is somewhat comforting to know that I am not the only one here with-- strange abilities. The only warlock.
Lately I am no longer as lonely as I was in the beginning. I have been conversing with a Lord. Strange, is it not, how that word encompasses both romance and at the same time worries me. Lord Hargreaves does appear rather pleasant, however, and I enjoy his company - and also the fact that he seems to have been taken from the same time as me, if from a different world. He understands the customs and speaks in similar ways, so different from what most other citizens are like. It is rather comforting. I would like to think that I have become quite proficient at following the changes that have come about in most worlds, it seems, since 1878. The library has been rather helpful in that regard.
On the topic of Mr Herondale-- I still do not understand him any better than I did before, though my desire to do so has not lessened with the time that has passed, despite the silence that he generally maintains between us. He saved me from a trap I was in during a curse day, and though my injuries healed at midnight, I seem to recall a little of the same worry in his eyes that I saw when he believed me dead. I wish I knew him better, and that he would allow me to be closer to him.
I suppose I still lo--
It hardly matters.
Your loving niece,
Tessa Gray
[ voice ]
It is rather lovely to see, is it not, how the leaves grow again before they are shed? But it does make me wonder -- do the seasons within the City always change quite this obviously?
Dear aunt Harriet,
I think that perhaps someone else has the same power as me, or I should say, had, for he said it was not normal for him. He can always change shape, though, but he does not usually become who he changes into, as I do. Still, it is somewhat comforting to know that I am not the only one here with-- strange abilities. The only warlock.
Lately I am no longer as lonely as I was in the beginning. I have been conversing with a Lord. Strange, is it not, how that word encompasses both romance and at the same time worries me. Lord Hargreaves does appear rather pleasant, however, and I enjoy his company - and also the fact that he seems to have been taken from the same time as me, if from a different world. He understands the customs and speaks in similar ways, so different from what most other citizens are like. It is rather comforting. I would like to think that I have become quite proficient at following the changes that have come about in most worlds, it seems, since 1878. The library has been rather helpful in that regard.
On the topic of Mr Herondale-- I still do not understand him any better than I did before, though my desire to do so has not lessened with the time that has passed, despite the silence that he generally maintains between us. He saved me from a trap I was in during a curse day, and though my injuries healed at midnight, I seem to recall a little of the same worry in his eyes that I saw when he believed me dead. I wish I knew him better, and that he would allow me to be closer to him.
I suppose I still lo--
It hardly matters.
Your loving niece,
Tessa Gray
[ voice ]
It is rather lovely to see, is it not, how the leaves grow again before they are shed? But it does make me wonder -- do the seasons within the City always change quite this obviously?