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The last Will and Testament of Mr Bliss: Chapter Two: China

Dearest sister,

It would be a mistake to say we have never quarrelled, or spoken in anger to each other. In fact, no matter how bad things were, even after the third and final attempt that you orchestrated on my life, I never regarded you with hate in the defunct organ that is often called a heart. In fact, each and every attempt on my life simply made me admire you more. I never told you how much I admired you; how much you made me laugh; that you were the only reason I remained at home for so long. There are maybe three people in the whole of existence who have managed to elicit a glimmer of amusement from within my core. My sister, consider yourself accomplished. Even if you already do.

I have left you many of my possessions, and as you are my only remaining blood relative, by magical and human law, you are my next of kin. I hereby name you as the executor of my will; as you know, this makes you responsible for the distribution of my possessions. I know and I trust in you to make the necessary arrangements.

Included in the aforementioned possessions are the entire contents of my library, minus a few books that I have left to other needful persons, whatever mementoes I have left of the place we once called home (not much, but you might like the photos) and what would be regarded by many as the single most important possession that I own owned. An Echo Stone, ingrained with my memory. It's supercharged, and has a life of eight hours once independent of its cradle.

My sister, know that my last moments were filled with emotion for you; and that when I died, I wanted with all of myself to keep you safe from harm. You are the last of a long and dynastic family; if you weren't such a perfectionist, I would urge you to continue it, but I know your lifestyle is such that children would be in danger for at least seventy per cent of their life. I shall miss you, my dear. Keep safe, until we shall meet again.

Your brother and friend,

Bliss.