Victims of the treacherously winding path of Fate are we, My Darling. The absence of your Presence pains me unfathomably, and I find myself with no recourse except to compose this Letter in the hope that someday it will reach thine Eyes. I cannot be certain When or If this will come to pass, but I shall endeavour to write to you so long as my hand has the Strength and my mind the Will.
It has been a week hence that I have been made captive by these Creatures which name themselves Faeries. What their true Manner is, I cannot say, but, though I am loath to admit it, their Powers are great, and as you have so shrewdly taught me over the years, we must be cautious when dealing with those who carry about them Might and Mystery pari passu.
The Situation is made even more fraught by the addition of our unremitting Housemate, Nandor, and therefore my de facto Responsibility to keep him from exposing the both of us and our Condition to the elusive Intentions of the others who share in our imprisonment. I cannot be certain this Letter will not fall into hands which seek to do Us harm, but I trust you will forgive me for the cryptic nature of my words; undoubtedly your clever and beautiful Mind will unravel the meaning extempore.
Without your Wisdom to be my Stella Polaris and GraGreg Gizmo's muscilaginous attention to Nandor, I fear my mental fortitude will be dreadfully transient, but it is the Dream of once again beholding your Sweet Face that steels my Heart.
I Remain Yours Until Death, Laszlo January the 26th
I have relocated to the Cellar of this Place, where the comforting & familiar Darkness soothes some of the perpetual agitation I have felt since my arrival. The Faeries care little for what we do, though I am certain this relaxed attitude only extends so far; without deviation, Lords are vigilant about the misuse of the Beasts in their Land, and so, I have been made to accept the Sustenance that is presented to me instead of going on the hunt. It is a caged, unhappy Existence.
After so many years at your side, enjoying what it is to be truly Free, it is a harrowing struggle to once more be subject to another's Law. I do not worry for your safety, My Love; I know that you will remain strong without me and that my Creation will follow his Purpose. Only I am a weak & selfish man who dreads another moment in this Hell without You. I persevere only in the hope that I will once more know the Joy that is to hold you in my arms. All else is superficial and fleeting.
I am and shall remain inviolably yours, Laszlo February the 13th
This Place is a treacherous shithole of the Dark Lord's own devising, My Darling. A malignant Creature of unknown origin has laid waste to the Township, alighting structures of all kinds with a Hellish Blaze, including that of the Faerie's own Keep.
(The Creature is said to be a Dragon, a ridiculous sentiment as I'm sure you well know. See attached fig. 1 thru 8 for my current theories on the true Nature of what I have termed the Tyrannosaurian cravensworthi.)
However, more than the Conflagration, I am troubled by the impotence of the Faeries in the protection of their own Lands. Such Beings with the Power to capture humans (and Others, more importantly) from across the Celestial Spheres and yet, some mundane Beast is beyond their reach? The defense of the Keep and Township fell to the hands of the Adopted, which I am certain you would find just as questionable. Mysteries abound.
I will continue my time here with the utmost caution. There are some who may yet prove trustworthy, but more I think are wont to destroy the likes of Us. Of course, HRH King Fuckwit I makes it difficult; my cunning is put to the test as much as my patience these days. Were you only here to share the burden, My Dearest Love.
I remain your devoted husband & faithful servant, Laszlo March the 1st
P.S. I miss You terribly but it is difficult to put to paper. Know that I love You more than any man has ever loved any other creature.
I have begun experimenting with the properties of what Tyrannosaurian cravensworthi samples I have managed to collect by introducing them to the local bird population. The results are as follows:
Teeth Tooth No. 1 of the Beast measures one & one-half cubits in length, whilst the diameter measures slightly over one foot. Tooth No. 2 is roughly half the size in all measurements (est. incisor). Both are serrated and the typical colour of bone.
Administered in powdered form. No noticeable effect on ingestion. No noticeable effect on topical application.
Blood Standard colouration and viscosity. Must be contained in a glass vessel.
No noticeable effect on ingestion. No noticeable effect on topical application.
Self-analysis suggests properties similar to capsaicin. No noticeable effect beyond this. Due to the Beast's connection to Fire, I am continuing to experiment with the potential of practical applications.
Scales More appropriately, they are scutes. Lustrous white in colour. The edge will cut human skin. Approx. 9 on Mohs scale.
Administered in powder form. Ingestion appeared to induce a euphoric state. Will need to further test on subjects of higher intelligence. No noticeable effect on topical application.
There is not much else to report. I remain selfish in yearning for your Presence, but I feel gladdened to know you remain safe and separate from the Dullness that is this imprisonment. A blade cuts both ways.
Bld sample depleted. Cont. of expt. suspended sine die. Loc of T. crav. unk.; allegedly still alive. TBC.
Botanical samples:
Bird's Foot Trefoil Loc rocky beaches. Yellow in colour. Topical ct. results in delirium, pyrexia, colourful staining of skin. Sx. until sunset & do not reappear in morn.
Obs. divisum: Petals toxic per os. Otherwise ND. Should not have above effects.
Sea Holly Loc deep forest. Blue thistle. Topical ct. (blood contact req.?) results in aphrodisia (!) & gen. hypomanic frenzy. Further study req.
Obs. divisum: High in tannins. Otherwise ND. Should not have above effects.
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Victims of the treacherously winding path of Fate are we, My Darling. The absence of your Presence pains me unfathomably, and I find myself with no recourse except to compose this Letter in the hope that someday it will reach thine Eyes. I cannot be certain When or If this will come to pass, but I shall endeavour to write to you so long as my hand has the Strength and my mind the Will.
It has been a week hence that I have been made captive by these Creatures which name themselves Faeries. What their true Manner is, I cannot say, but, though I am loath to admit it, their Powers are great, and as you have so shrewdly taught me over the years, we must be cautious when dealing with those who carry about them Might and Mystery pari passu.
The Situation is made even more fraught by the addition of our unremitting Housemate, Nandor, and therefore my de facto Responsibility to keep him from exposing the both of us and our Condition to the elusive Intentions of the others who share in our imprisonment. I cannot be certain this Letter will not fall into hands which seek to do Us harm, but I trust you will forgive me for the cryptic nature of my words; undoubtedly your clever and beautiful Mind will unravel the meaning extempore.
Without your Wisdom to be my Stella Polaris and
GraGregGizmo's muscilaginous attention to Nandor, I fear my mental fortitude will be dreadfully transient, but it is the Dream of once again beholding your Sweet Face that steels my Heart.I Remain Yours Until Death,
Laszlo
January the 26th
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I have relocated to the Cellar of this Place, where the comforting & familiar Darkness soothes some of the perpetual agitation I have felt since my arrival. The Faeries care little for what we do, though I am certain this relaxed attitude only extends so far; without deviation, Lords are vigilant about the misuse of the Beasts in their Land, and so, I have been made to accept the Sustenance that is presented to me instead of going on the hunt. It is a caged, unhappy Existence.
After so many years at your side, enjoying what it is to be truly Free, it is a harrowing struggle to once more be subject to another's Law. I do not worry for your safety, My Love; I know that you will remain strong without me and that my Creation will follow his Purpose. Only I am a weak & selfish man who dreads another moment in this Hell without You. I persevere only in the hope that I will once more know the Joy that is to hold you in my arms. All else is superficial and fleeting.
I am and shall remain inviolably yours,
Laszlo
February the 13th
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This Place is a treacherous shithole of the Dark Lord's own devising, My Darling. A malignant Creature of unknown origin has laid waste to the Township, alighting structures of all kinds with a Hellish Blaze, including that of the Faerie's own Keep.
(The Creature is said to be a Dragon, a ridiculous sentiment as I'm sure you well know. See attached fig. 1 thru 8 for my current theories on the true Nature of what I have termed the Tyrannosaurian cravensworthi.)
However, more than the Conflagration, I am troubled by the impotence of the Faeries in the protection of their own Lands. Such Beings with the Power to capture humans (and Others, more importantly) from across the Celestial Spheres and yet, some mundane Beast is beyond their reach? The defense of the Keep and Township fell to the hands of the Adopted, which I am certain you would find just as questionable. Mysteries abound.
I will continue my time here with the utmost caution. There are some who may yet prove trustworthy, but more I think are wont to destroy the likes of Us. Of course, HRH King Fuckwit I makes it difficult; my cunning is put to the test as much as my patience these days. Were you only here to share the burden, My Dearest Love.
I remain your devoted husband & faithful servant,
Laszlo
March the 1st
P.S. I miss You terribly but it is difficult to put to paper. Know that I love You more than any man has ever loved any other creature.
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I have begun experimenting with the properties of what Tyrannosaurian cravensworthi samples I have managed to collect by introducing them to the local bird population. The results are as follows:
Tooth No. 1 of the Beast measures one & one-half cubits in length, whilst the diameter measures slightly over one foot. Tooth No. 2 is roughly half the size in all measurements (est. incisor). Both are serrated and the typical colour of bone.
Administered in powdered form. No noticeable effect on ingestion. No noticeable effect on topical application.
Blood
Standard colouration and viscosity. Must be contained in a glass vessel.
No noticeable effect on ingestion. No noticeable effect on topical application.
Self-analysis suggests properties similar to capsaicin. No noticeable effect beyond this. Due to the Beast's connection to Fire, I am continuing to experiment with the potential of practical applications.
Scales
More appropriately, they are scutes. Lustrous white in colour. The edge will cut human skin. Approx. 9 on Mohs scale.
Administered in powder form. Ingestion appeared to induce a euphoric state. Will need to further test on subjects of higher intelligence. No noticeable effect on topical application.
There is not much else to report. I remain selfish in yearning for your Presence, but I feel gladdened to know you remain safe and separate from the Dullness that is this imprisonment. A blade cuts both ways.
I am yours beyond death,
Laszlo
March the 21st
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Bld sample depleted. Cont. of expt. suspended sine die. Loc of T. crav. unk.; allegedly still alive. TBC.
Botanical samples:
Loc rocky beaches. Yellow in colour. Topical ct. results in delirium, pyrexia, colourful staining of skin. Sx. until sunset & do not reappear in morn.
Obs. divisum: Petals toxic per os. Otherwise ND. Should not have above effects.
Sea Holly
Loc deep forest. Blue thistle. Topical ct. (blood contact req.?) results in aphrodisia (!) & gen. hypomanic frenzy. Further study req.
Obs. divisum: High in tannins. Otherwise ND. Should not have above effects.
Otherwise time moves slowly. Much to do.
Eternally,
L.
3 Apr.
P.S. Gizmo is here. Glad of it; I can focus.