Ahhh, love.

It is certianly an unpredictable force, isn't it? One day it is a calm breeze of tranquility, the next it is a torrent of passion, and then it may become a storm of loss and dispair.

I had a wife once, you know. One I loved and cherished in the times when I was of living flesh and bone. I remember those times she was forced to watch my... Condition. I wanted to call out to her, to tell her I was sorry for my foolish mistakes.

But I could not. Not when half of my brain was sawed off.

But now I have found love again. It has been relit brightly like a candle long snuffed out, and oh how it glistens! My wife has returned to me, gentlemen! She has returned from the land of the dead to my side once more! Even as I write these letters, she is beside me, singing beautiful psalms to the evening sky. My heat flutters to her every note.

Haha, I know, it sounds silly of me. You all must think I am crazy. But no, if I can be revived from the dead, then by God so can she. And so, I leave you all so that I may enjoy my time with her. We have much catching up to do after all!

Many Thanks~

Charles