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alt_regulus) wrote2009-09-06 08:05 am
alt_regulus) wrote2009-09-06 08:05 am
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So. A year. And a new book arrives. A fresh start, a new page?
A longer leash now--and this, the line that ties me to you. This and the coiling, living line that marks your possession of me. Oh, never fear. It is my life line and I cling to it. I am yours. The parts of me that are and the parts that are no more. All yours.
So. I am to range further from you now. After a year of remaking. To do your Will in the world.
To prove myself. Yes, I know. Or fail.
That’s what the leash is for.
A longer leash now--and this, the line that ties me to you. This and the coiling, living line that marks your possession of me. Oh, never fear. It is my life line and I cling to it. I am yours. The parts of me that are and the parts that are no more. All yours.
So. I am to range further from you now. After a year of remaking. To do your Will in the world.
To prove myself. Yes, I know. Or fail.
That’s what the leash is for.
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Come up to the Manor, then, to celebrate your newly bestowed latitude. It seems ages since you were here.
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A retreat would be so welcome. But it's not in my brief, I'm afraid.
I won't be in the neighbourhood, as it were, for several weeks at least. And then, only if
I think you might do well to wish me luck, and we'll leave it at that.