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The feather is light in his hand. It’s familiar, barbs brushing against his wrist as he dips the tip in the black ink. Worn paper crackles as he writes over it, accepting black blood and bleeding the slightest bit when the feather curves upward. Coffee stains are revived like the sun rises in the early morning. Forgotten tears reignite like the fires of the underworld, reminding of pain and sorrow.
And he writes. Kissing the paper with his pen and old, familiar words.
‘ Hello. My dear.
‘ How are you today?
‘ I miss you. I hope you are doing well. The house is quiet without you, yet also so loud. It almost creeps me out.
‘ I’ve been taking care of the house. I took care of the animals and the crops. The carrots are coming along well. Bun is excited to eat them. Leo’s been well. He still loves to be carried after all this time. It’s almost as if they’re still a kitten. Not that I’m complaining. I made sure to dust the house and keep the floors clean, just how you liked. I still miss the frowns you gave me each time I forgot.
‘ I also found another wolf. I fed it some lamb. It comes by every once and a while. I still can’t pet it yet, but I’d say we’re friends. It doesn’t seem to fear me.
‘ The honey is still soft, I’ve got jars ready for when you come back. We can have some tea, just like we used to do. I think the bees are still angry at me for accidentally hitting their queen with my ass. Do you think they’ll forgive me? It’s not like I tried to hurt her. Honest!
‘ Oh, right. I found a frog. A green one. They really like chilling in my pocket for some reason. I didn’t really plan on taking them home, but they followed me, so I guess I lost that battle. I named them H. Yes, just H. I think it fits them.
‘ Winter’s coming early, it seems. The air’s colder. I’m gonna make sure the crops are ready in time before the snow comes. Soop seems to enjoy it. You know how she is, always wanting to be independent. He misses you. They all do. Even H, although they haven’t met you yet.
‘ The days are long without you. It’s too quiet, as well. Luckily I’ve got our little friends to keep me busy while I wait for you.
‘ I miss you, so much. I miss your touch, your kisses in the morning, your gentle smile as we prepared breakfast and coffee, your hair as I brushed it, your everything. I miss you.
‘ I can’t wait for the day we see each other again, one day. I’m gonna kiss you so hard, hug you close to me, just, love my wife with all my heart. Like a never ending poem. I miss your poems.
‘ See you soon, my love.
‘ - Philza Minecraft, your Angel. ‘