Untitled - Campbell University

heightened, I wonder on occasion if you ever think of me, imagining that the heroes
in your books wander through their lives carefree and reckless, just as I do, and I
have a silly hope that you picture us together in stories, fighting dark dragons side by
side.
Thinking of us together has made a startling connection in my mind.
My lonely hours have revealed to me that you have sat musing for years, quiet and
unchanged, but I have progressed from a free-spirited, thriving soul to a repulsive
invalid. It is harsh, Egaeus, but nevertheless, it is true. I have tried to bear my infirmities
nobly, but I fear my silence exudes bitterness rather than the thoughtfulness
or silent strength which emanates from you. My hollowed face and dripping eyes
would be discouragement to even the most dedicated of suitors, yet you have not
withdrawn your proposal. You have neither left me a note of retraction nor given
any hints of disapproval.
With this realization, I have stumbled upon another: I love your
small, white mouth, your motherless eyes, and your trembling hands. I have heard
you utter only a few words these many years, but your quiet faithfulness has filled
me with an emotion so strong that it rushes through my ears louder than the rustling
of a thousand trees before a storm. The peace I always hurried out of doors to
find has been nesting inside your library, murmuring to me through the turning
pages you peruse, and my discovery of this treasure has stilled all worry and suppressed
my despair. This new joy renewed my energy the instant I unearthed it; I
pushed myself out from the cushions into the hallway, shuffling quickly to reach the
library before the weakness could fill my legs. When I burst through the heavy
doors, you took in a large gasp of air and blinked your eyes at the unwelcome light.
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