T

Begin enumerate.
One dark curl falling errantly.
Two grey eyes, oh-so-alien.
Perhaps three buttons undone down the front of an gaspingly tight aubergine shirt.
Four, four, for… ah, forgive this mathematician who will just advance to n.

A million fans or more adore adore, adore.

Is there a single thing I can say to you that hasn’t been said before?

I’ll tell you a story then. I was once asked about my wildest fantasy. “My wildest fantasy?” I repeated, eyes alight with joy, “Oh, my wildest fantasy is that I have a dragon. And I’d fly around on his back and he would set my enemies on fire.”

Weren’t you recently a dragon? Sounds like we were meant to be.

So come to me and let’s fly, let’s fly away.

(Disclaimer: This is part of the letter series)

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