July [--] 1895
Hamlet,
I find my thoughts drifting to you, wondering what you are doing, if you are well, if the dark months of winter have left your soul open to the sounds of spring and summer.
I should stop writing. Yet I have not. My letters do not come back unreturned and so I can only hope they find you.
May their peace in their arrival as my own mind can find none.
Your Ophelia, always
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Perfect Lottie vibes courtsey of MJ <3