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[onceaking]

A tarnished copper lions-head letterbox, with a mail slot for its mouth, stares from Peter's door.

(He doesn't have a phone or computer, and barely uses those available elsewhere.)

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a gift

[herenoirthere]

[The evening of the 25th, Peter's letterbox is quite suddenly filled with ashes. Someone likely filled it, but no one has been by that anyone else has seen. Along with the ashes are finger bones, and on the ring finger bone is a simple wedding band.

Attached to the wedding band is a note.]

Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
there's only one person here
I'd ever trust

[The ink is probably blood.

Probably. Peter can hope it's not.]

The night of Gloria's tantrum

[angelicreation]

[An envelope with Pevensie written on the front is sealed with pink wax bearing the rose crest from Juri's ring pressed into it.]

Sometimes I think you're not so bright.

Arisugawa

p.s. Get a damn cellphone.

letter;

[cwene]

[A few days after Sarah's herbology lesson, an envelope, sealed with Peter's name on the front, is slid under his door. The card inside is simple, a piece of paper cut art on the front, layered and elegant. Inside is a note and a teabag, in sealed plastic.]

Peter,

Be careful what you drink. The proprietor of Tearany tells me this aides in clear thinking. I hope you enjoy it.

Yours,
Regina

10/4 - Text

[angelicreation]

Boxers or briefs and the pros/cons of each? Don't ask, just answer.