-Quetzal
Hoping for better days ahead.
After that little stunt She deigned to pull yesterday I was more than
ready to toss the entire consecration. Maybe blessed Saint Peter
would have thought it funny to nail Her in the head with a divine
coconut.
Truly this is the only logical explanation I can come up with.
Obnoxious and in seriously bad taste in what that ill-timed message
remains, nonetheless. And but for the hapless messenger --oh my dearest Cica!
Should I let you off the hook? Throwing lit matches down the maw of
a rumbling volcano is ever so endearing, and I simply adore my brave little dragon.
Kisskiss
Lucientien
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