
This is the chronicles of the life and times of whomever decides to join my rag tag bunch (AKA The Crew). How they deal with life in the loft, school, work, and with their insane puppet master Cresta. Everyone's life has ups and downs, but they seem to get it in spades! Only they know where to go to complain, and whom they think is the right person to blame...
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MINE!
Duckie

Kyo’s letters to:
Cera
Cera,
I apologize if you find my words hard to follow, I am less used to writing then I am to English as a whole.
Normally one of these happen with no warning, we are simply taken from eachother, and I spend my time wishing that I had the chance to say goodbye. It seems I have gotten my wish, and far from actually making things easier, I find that I started to miss you almost immediately.
No one can know how long this will be in effect, it may take a few weeks, or we may be apart for months. Even the former seems difficult, as I find it hard to go a few days without seeing your smile.
Cera, your beauty is only matched by your grace and intelligence. There isn’t a day that I do not count myself lucky for being in your life, and I will gladly priase the powers that let me be the one that you chose to love.
I will think of you often, like always, and gretly anticipate the next time I can hold you in my arms.
Kyo
*He smiled sadly at the paper, hoping the words could convey the message. There was no tone on paper, and tone was how he was used to putting meaning behind the words. Nodding to himself, because that was as good as he was going to be able to manage, he put his notebook on top of the pile and left the room.*