Editing

Alright! I finally got some time to sit down and edit Purple Moon. Hopefully, I fixed everything, as I didn't have much time, I was only skimming and using an editing software. The software wouldn't catch everything or would ask me to unnecessary changes. This is all to say I probably left in some mistakes and if you see them just leave me a comment. I'll get to them when I get more time.

-Rose B.

Our Condolences 14

Our Condolences

fourteenth letter

11th day of Rarinir, 952

Dearest Angel,

    My heart aches, as I think of your troubles. I would gladly tell you of home: it is springtime here, the trees are blooming a beautiful pink, and when the wind blows it scatters the petals like snow. Albert loves to play hide and go seek with Margie in the tall grass. It is a humorous sight, Margie will bark and Albert will call out to her; it continues on like that until Margie finds him or Albert gets bored.

    For your sake, I pray that the war ends soon. Albert misses you dearly and, in truth, so do I. There are days when the house feels so empty; during those times, when even Albert can't cheer me up, I turn to the horizon and pray my wishes and love reach you. When you find yourself losing hope, turn to that horizon and know I am thinking of you.

    Lovingly,

                Sam

 

 

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