private rp with eastern_awsum | post-WWI verse
[It's a chilly day in mid November when a sealed letter gets left at the hotel Germany and Prussia are staying in. On the front is simply written 'Prussia' and a room number. The letter itself is written in a delicate, curvy hand, each word obviously planned before it was written. The one line out of place comes at the end, where she's changed her mind suddenly about who she wants to be to him.]
Prussia,
As much as I regret not coming to say this in person, I hope you'll understand that it's simply not possible for me. I can't stand to see you in the state I'm sure you are in, not knowing that I signed in favour of it. I'm afraid it would make me do things I regret and things that won't, in the long run, do me any good. I need to think of my people. There is hope I may get somewhere with England. Even Aus and NZ are optimistic for me. It's selfish, I know, but it may be the one good thing to come out of this war, aside from my time with you.
Be well, Gilbert. I don't know when I'll see you next but I do know your bruder and you will get through this, despite the things my family and I have done. You will be in my thoughts indefinitely.
I'm going home soon but I hope you keep in touch as you see fit. I have asked France and so long as you write him, too, he'll make sure your letters get across the Atlantic to me. And a happy Christmas, too, if I don't hear from you before then.
Yours,
Canada Margaret