Oh, Mr. Postman

I miss you.

Every day, E.G. Mine wrote to his beloved. Every day, he longed for a reply, though it never came. How could it? A fragile pen would snap in his lover's hands.

I want you.

Theirs was a love fueled by their shared outcast nature, the derision of their peers, their lust to destroy their enemies… and create something beautiful with each other.

I love you.

E.G. sealed the letter with a kiss. He couldn't even be sure that it would find its way to his beloved, but he had to have faith.

Until then, Grey the Ninelives.