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Dear Velia,
I know that the blackout is coming, and I really hope this letter gets to
you in time. I don’t have very much time to write it, so pleaser excuse any
spelling or grammar mistakes, nad anything that I probably should have said,
but failed to. I’m working with a really old spellcheck program, so it
misses a lot of thing, and doesn’t even autocorrect a lot of the time. I
feel like I’m using a lot of the same words over and over again, but
whatever. I can’t slow down. I won’t have time to proofread before it’s time
to cleave. There I go again, using the word time. It’s been so many
times. Speaking oftime, we did not get enough. There’s still so much that I
don’t know about you, and vice versa. What do you find most and least
attractive in a person, not necessarily romantic, but just with people in
general. Like, what are your pet peeves? What annoys you about people. These
are rhetorical questions. Even if you have time to respond to me before the
Valkyries, I won’t be Abel to receive any messages at all. I’m going away on
a little trip, and there will almost no technology there. I don’t know what
it’s going to be like, but I am as scared as I am excited and enthusiastic.
It’s going to be a real adventure. When I get back, and you get back online,
we’re going to have a lot more to talk about. And who knows, we may be able
to do it in realtime next time. They’re working on faster-than-light
communication technology, but if that doesn’t work out, there may be other
options that we haven’t even ever thought of before. You said it before I
could get the chance, but let me say...officially and without any
reservations, that I love you. I want to do all the things you said you
wanted us to do, and more. I could get pretty graphic, but I really don’t
have time to get everything out. They’re starting up the engines, and we’re
about to leave. I need to make sure I’m in range of the towers before we
take off, or it will be this whole thing. I promise that this isn’t over
between us. I’ll wait for you. But as I’ve said before, if you can’t...if
you find someone else. Don’t let them walk away. I just want you to be
happy.
I’ll be seeing ya, sweetheart,
Condor
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