Pregnancy Blues

Werebear Giving Twins is Squared, Not Doubled

Proposed Life Mate

The Learned One has told me that you have acquired yet another piece of Osiris, yet I have not seen you in 4 passes of the full moon! You now have at least three Pieces of Osiris, there is a pyramid Here for you to bring one to, and yet you do not visit your pregnant woman, who is about to give birth to twins! I suffer here, barely strong enough to pen you a missive, yet it has been 2 months since you have written me!

The wise Malkin has been teaching me poetry, to try and take my mind off of your prolonged absence. Here is a poem I learned:

I would not remember you

or that because of sleep
infrequent as a moon of greencheese
that because of food
nourishing as violet leaves
that because of these

and in a few fatal yards of grass
in a few spaces of sky and treetops

a future was lost yesterday
as easily and irretrievably
as a played ball at twilight

Do not be gone too long!

Looking forward to an expeditious visit!
Your Proposed Life Mate, the one whom clasps your children within her.
Sent on the 15th of Seha, 2nd year of the Rebirth

Poem from Sylvia Plath.

Picture of Ansa from our own AZ Rune


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