Succiduous for You
My Dearest Lila,
It has been a fortnight since I have last seen you, and even then it was only a glimpse of your unparalleled beauty. I fear that this feeling of mizpah will devour me whole soon, but just the thought of you in strumfrei is enough to hearten me.
Dearest, I have wayfared to my abditory of the next town over, and it is here I will reside until I can provide us with the idyllic life that we have always envisioned. I have been solivagent since I have left, but do not worry, no one here will recognize me as the “disgraced daughter” of the Anglo-Saxons.
Upon arrival, I found a poorhouse in which I will reside in until better opportunities arise. Darling, I cannot enclose the address, but I will make the trek back home every week to send and receive your letters. That tree in the center of the meadow of buttercups and wild daisies--the one where we carved our names into the wood--is where I will place my letter every week, in the hole at the bottom of the tree. We will always have that twilight night, hygge surrounding us.
Do not worry about me. Despite my circumstances, I am doing bitterly well. I have been reborn as a man here darling, my name is James Hartman and I have a job as a chimney sweeper. They said my small frame would be perfect for the job. And thank you dearest for the necklace and earrings, I was able to get a fair profit, and start my new life with high hopes. Dreams of our cockaigne will forever be ingrained into the crevices of my mind. It may sound distasteful--this life--but darling I am powered by your love and the vorfreude of our evident future.
I know you do not need a prince in shining armor to save you, but I can’t help but be in distress with every moment I know you’re in the hands of such a baron as George. You have such virago, and I know that, but love, it is in my blood to worry about you. You are the reason I keep going; you are sulit. Even if I cannot be by your side, know that not a day goes by when my thoughts are not enshrouded by you. When you feel trapped, remember that we are looking at the same moon, so that even when you are lonely, I am there with you. Our souls are entertwined with one another, we are one, no matter how far apart we may be.
The wax of the candle is dripping, the wick is depleting, I do not have much time. There's so much I want to tell you darling, my dearest Lila, there's so much hiraeth I feel when I'm not by your side. When I close my eyes, I can't help but remember your resplendence displayed for all, I can't help but remember you in all your amaranthine. I cannot help but think of you. When it comes to you, I am a thantophobic. You are all I have ever known, you are the only remnant of my past, and you are the only thing I do not ever want to lose.
You asked me what I wished for when I blew the fae up into the heavens above. Love, I wished to spend the rest of my days alongside you. Love, I wished to give you the world.
Forever and Eternally Yours,
Josephine