Turner will be set free in ten years' time, if his love remains true. It is my fondest wish she doesn't. Let him feel the sting of loss.
And he will not see fit to carry me anywhere. He would take you gladly; I will be left to rot, as I allowed so many to do so in my stead. A fitting, poetic end.
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Date: 2013-12-09 03:13 am (UTC)And he will not see fit to carry me anywhere. He would take you gladly; I will be left to rot, as I allowed so many to do so in my stead. A fitting, poetic end.