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<div class="section-text"><p>If you are reading this, then you have returned and I | <div class="section-text"><p>If you are reading this, then you have returned, and I have gone back into the cycle of nature.</p><p>I prayed to the Goddesses every day for your safe return.</p><p><SiblingName> looked after the farm well, but I could sense I was holding them back.</p><p>Your strange friend, Twig, told me you would return but could not tell me where you had gone.</p><p>That gave me hope you would come home.</p><p>If you are reading this, then know that I am very proud of you. I just have a feeling you will become an extraordinary person one day.</p><p>I actually used to dream you owned a business... many, in fact.</p><p>How I would love those dreams to be a reality. You would be a great success, I am certain.</p><p>Perhaps we will meet again one day as I run around your garden or flutter past your window at night, looking for the light.</p><p>With love, William Stone</p></div> | ||
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Revision as of 11:03, 11 July 2025
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Uncle Bill's Letter
If you are reading this, then you have returned, and I have gone back into the cycle of nature.
I prayed to the Goddesses every day for your safe return.
<SiblingName> looked after the farm well, but I could sense I was holding them back.
Your strange friend, Twig, told me you would return but could not tell me where you had gone.
That gave me hope you would come home.
If you are reading this, then know that I am very proud of you. I just have a feeling you will become an extraordinary person one day.
I actually used to dream you owned a business... many, in fact.
How I would love those dreams to be a reality. You would be a great success, I am certain.
Perhaps we will meet again one day as I run around your garden or flutter past your window at night, looking for the light.
With love, William Stone