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"Can you hear me, Paris...?

How are they?

does Bordeaux look like you?

Did Varniai grow to look like me?

Do you miss me?

I know you always told me to make friends...

It's so hard though!

but I did.

not too many...

of course.

you know I'm not social!...

are you looking at the same sky as I am?

I hope you're happy, wherever you are...

I hope you have found love again.

I hope the children are healthy...

I miss them...

I miss you too...

Hello, are you new? I'm-----V-Vilnius!

He watched the deer bound away, shaking himself slightly before looking back to the sky.
Soon his fur would run red again.

but for now he was mostly clean, fur of gleaming gold rippling gently as he breathed, small mask of black settled upon his muzzle and face.

They're scared.

They should be.

I have my regrets.

did your mother's leg scar I wonder, when I stabbed it?

You loved me, we got married.

But do you sometimes resent how I bedded you by force the first time?

I'm sorry...

I know you hate when I say that"

The stag looked down.

It's our anniversary...

I got all clean for you...

even though I know I'm gone...

do...do you still remember anyway?

Paris...

Paris, are you sharing a bed with another now?

I didn't mean to leave you...

but I want you to be happy...

The golden-hued deer rose to his hooves, making his way along the banks of the river.

I'll come home someday, somehow...I promise...

Paris...

Paris...

I memorized some French for you...

Paris?

Paris?

...

Je'taime...

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The ramblings of Vilnius when he's alone.
His anniversary to his lost husband/wife.
nameless deer who saw him is nonexistent.

Not always a scary bastard is he?

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