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[alt_regulus]

I suppose it's to be expected that these tasks won't all go smoothly.

I gather you were less than impressed with my, ah, efficiency this week.

Should I be relieved, then, that this next doesn't ask speed? I confess (and why not? I can't hide any of it--the reluctance, inadequacy, loathing, horror--you see it all) I confess I'm not sure where to start or when I can hope to finish. But I am here. I've shifted my few things into this place. A place of my own, for however long.


I do aim to please, you know. I hope that much is clear.

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[alt_regulus]

Yes, well. The food. I think it's very difficult for the elves to cook so much for so many all at once. I agree. It never did taste like proper food, so I guess nothing's changed.

I will withhold comment on the topic of eating one's meat or not. We can number your mother amongst those I'd rather not annoy.

I remember wishing to be older by a year or two. Who knows how I might have turned out if I had been?

I think it must be past your bedtime, however. Isn't that true?

It was very nice talking with you, small cousin Hydra, and I hope to do again.

From,
Regulus

[alt_hydra]

I am in bed, if it makes you feel better.
But I couldn't sleep and I wanted to see if Daddy had written in his book.
He hadn't but you had.
I hope we can talk again.

From,
Hydra