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Dear you,
I know, it's a been a while. There's been a lot going down. A lot. Neil and Tom and I are... we're together, and I'll leave it at that in case it hasn't been fully explained to you yet.
And your mother is gone. I think I haven't written anything because I didn't want to have to write that. But she's gone. It's no one's fault. I miss her every day.
I was telling you about what happened to me, about how I got here. I could go into a lot of detail, but I'm not sure how much point there is to that. I don't think the details matter. What matters is that I was scared and I was running away, but I met Florence, and then I met Tom, and then, after I came here, I met Eostre. Then Tom came here too and all the running had to stop for good. I'm not running anymore. I don't know what I'm doing exactly, but it's not running.
Chris is gone, too. The thing about this place is eventually you lose everyone. It's just like everywhere else that way.
I'm pretty sure that when you read this I won't be here anymore. I haven't really talked to anyone else about this, but the thing is, I don't think I have a lot of time left. I don't know how much. Maybe a year, maybe two, maybe less.
So what I want you to know is that I love this place and I love you, and that won't ever change. Even if I'm not here to tell you myself. I've done a lot of things wrong. Whatever time I've got left, I want to get it right.
I love you so much.
-M