(Sleepers)
Dearest Helen,
I ran across this in one of your books in your massive library. 'Time's a strange Fellow, more He gives than takes and He takes all.' It reminded me of our time in Oxford before the Five. We were such friends. I loved you so much even then, I think we all did.
It seems strange to now to think you were once engaged to John and had his child and had a torrid love affair with James. They are all gone; two dead and one insane, only we remain.
I can love you Helen, if not more than, just as well as all your lovers. I know you think I am selfish and arrogant, it's true but I am still a genius no matter the fact I'm mortal now. I have adored you for a hundred plus years, and will for the next hundred and the next.
Your alcoholic ex-vampire.
P.S. You should really invest in some plastic ware. Plastic, not metal saves lives Helen.